I. Words… I have loved words at least since 4th grade, collecting them on scraps and pegboard. Penning those words feels like worship; a way of savoring, and laying down, as in offering, the substance of life’s conversations with God. Some are whispers heard in contemplation of life and scripture, others the thunderous proclamations of natural beauty. Some are questions – held out in cautious degrees of open hand. I am NOT a theologian; so I frequently ask those who are students of theology to ‘test’ my words for truthfulness and accuracy, before sharing them with you
II: My Categories
Landscapes: I’d like my words to push back a curtain, offering perspective, a perhaps different window on God.
Grief: Aaaah, some of this is hard earned.
Hope: And some of it arrived on a silver platter of love.
Journey
Questions in the Margins: We are confronted by margins every day, some which keep us safe??, some which challenge us to revise our understanding. This process intrigues and , well, challenges me.
III. My goal is to facilitate personal reflection or small retreat, by providing reflective prompts, or gathered topical content. Message me if this is of interest to you.
Roasted Words 