When your heart cries for our breaking world: a Pentecost prayer
Yesterday was Pentecost, that day we remember and rejoice in the coming of the Holy Spirit upon the first disciples. As I biked my route in the early morning drizzle,…
Hope When You Hurt
As I walk, I see gates everywhere—most closed, some locked, a few standing open. And beyond the gates, rhododendrons dressed in mauve and fuscia and pink, fountains of canary yellow…
When you need a moment of lightness (PLUS a mini prayer retreat just for you)
There’s someone on my bike route with a fun sense of humor. I’ve never met them, but each time I bike, the trail of lightness they’ve left behind makes me…