Take a Chance

I felt inclined to share this sermon with y’all and was impressed with my newfound ability to imbed the audio file.   Later that same day Jesus left the house and sat beside the lake. 2 A large crowd soon gathered around him, so he got into a boat. Then he sat there and taught as the people stood on the shore. 3 He… Read more →

If Life is Not Fragile

There have been numerous tragedies brought to our attention in recent days — alligators, in my neck of the woods a kayaking incident, and I was talking to my mom about the kayaking incident in particular and how only a few minutes after the park posted a response about praying for the family, people were already making the death those… Read more →

To Sound Like Her

 My sister looks like my mom but nobody says that I look like her, But when I was younger and finally brave enough to answer the phone, they told me I sounded like her She became a pastor and we pastor’s kids by default, they asked me if I was going to grow up to follow my mom, I told them… Read more →

Just Thomas

My sister and I asked a lot of questions when we were kids. My parents handled it pretty well. My twin sister even had a whole series of picture books that answered questions – such as “Why is the sky blue?” Other adults in our lives were not as accommodating. We had a friend of the family who when we… Read more →

This is NOT a Race

The last few road races I ran I stood on the starting line talking to myself in my mind, preparing myself to run. “This is not a race. You are not racing. This is not a race.” It’s a good thing I wasn’t talking out loud so no one could hear my less than inspiring mantra. But here’s the thing.… Read more →

Reluctant Prophets

I had blogged through grad school and during my year at the children’s hospital. I enjoyed it, and it was a good way to process what I was seeing and dealing with and to occasionally remind people how mortal we are when the realization got too big for me to hold on my own. In some ways it was simple… Read more →

Rushed // Rooted

I don’t want to be a Bradford pear tree. Don’t get me wrong, I think they’re beautiful. They grow quickly, they flower in the spring, they’re just lovely. They sound perfect, don’t they? But there are consequences to growing too quickly. The house I lived in the longest growing up had one right off the deck when we moved in.… Read more →