Snail Mail

Day 8 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. Only for a culture that values speed above all is snail a negative description. Back in 1998, the mo...

Friday Florilegium

I’ve been immersed in Karl Barth on prayer for the past 6 weeks, gearing up to write another dissertation chapter. Here are two tidbits: “[There is ...

{Day 21} Friday Florilegium

In honor of hearing Eugene Peterson speak at Seattle Pacific University Thursday evening, today’s florilegium quote is from his book, The Contemplative Pa...

{Day 13} You are an artist

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. –Annie Dillard We are each artists of the lives we’ve been given. Each morning we wake ...

{Day 10} Single-tasking, Pt 1

“I’m beginning to feel the drunkenness that this agitated, tumultuous life plunges you into. With such a multitude of objects passing before my eyes...

{Day 6} Living in the Midst

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact , yo...

{Day 3} Noticing Thankfulness

What is a memory for which you are grateful? Take a moment to put yourself back into the memory, see the colors, hear the sounds, feel the emotions attached to ...

Friday Florilegium

This past week, dealing with job searching and rejection letters, a Patty Griffin song has been my companion. The song speaks about Mary, a woman who lived with...