When you long for stillness
There’s something about being out of the city that gives me life. Maybe it’s the silence, or at least the exchange of engines roaring on the streets outside my window…
Looking down to look up: the gift of Lent
Sometimes you can only look down. But even that can help you see up. On Wednesday, someone will smile into my eyes as they touch the cross-shaped ash onto my…
What to do in the tough times
One of the beautiful gifts of being part of Christ's body bound together over time and space is that we don’t always need to find the right words ourselves for…