When you don't have what it takes
I wake tired and empty, find myself dreading the day. “Jesus, what is going on here? Why am I dreading this day you are holding out to me as a gracious…
When Jesus speaks slang
“Christ is risen!” The worship leader welcomes us to our gathering as we enter this third week of Eastertide. “He is risen indeed!” we echo. Is it just me, or is our pronouncement gathering…
Dust you are: growing small
I run past trees with limbs still winter-bare, each twig curled upward, reaching for heaven. Some days you can reach and other days your limbs are limp and the longing…