A squirrel fell down the chimney into the fireplace a few months ago. After flinging himself repeatedly against the glass doors he hunched, weary and hopeless, beside the grate. After a few days we put a live trap in there with him. His ticket to freedom sat there, baited with peanut butter, but he refused … Continue reading Trapped
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Pruning
Covid 19 has swept through our world and our lives like a pruning knife, cutting out large portions of things we thought we couldn't live without. Pruning doesn't just trim away the excess and the dead; it gouges to the heart of the flourishing, a harsh process designed to bring forth future abundance. But for … Continue reading Pruning
It is Enough
I set out on my walk through the cool Minnesota morning with good intentions. No podcast or music this morning - just communion with my Creator. I had good plans to pray for the people in my mind and heart as I strode past dew-laden ferns, past the mailbox, onward through the morning's coolness. As … Continue reading It is Enough
The First Fourth
Last weekend America celebrated her 244th birthday. Our citizens remembered the patriots who managed to defeat the world's greatest colonial power of the time to secure for us the hope of "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness". Two of those soldiers were my ancestors. They were simple farmers living in a small town in … Continue reading The First Fourth
My Fathers
I had a good father. He taught me how to save money and to love words. He was a small-town newspaper editor who wore cardigans and caps and garnered the respect of all who knew him. If it's true that we picture God somewhat like our fathers, then mine gave me the impression that God … Continue reading My Fathers
Emergence
Quarantine is over and restrictions are lifting. Like a deer in the woods we peer out at life, hesitant. How long will it be before we dream again? These months have been heavy. Fearful. Numbing. Our noble goals for quarantine productivity long ago dissolved into apathy. Efforts at uplifting each other gave way to videos of … Continue reading Emergence
Fog
The fog lay gently on the lake this morning as I left for my daily walk. A loon called from beyond my field of vision.The colors of the morning faded into the gray dampness. When I was very young we lived by the ocean, where the fog often lay thick and heavy over my neighborhood. … Continue reading Fog
The Only Way Through the Mess We’re In
Today the Covid 19 virus is raging, tearing through our cities, spreading fear and changing everything about how we go about the business of living. It has robbed us of physical and financial security and isolated us from each other. Today also the virus of anger is raging, tearing through our cities, spreading fear and … Continue reading The Only Way Through the Mess We’re In
On having a black son
I always thought he would be the safe one. As a woman, I understand that my daughters are inherently vulnerable due to their gender. I am familiar with knowing the right place to park, with being aware of my surroundings and with not walking alone at night. I also understand that my son with special … Continue reading On having a black son
A View of the Lake 