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Read my latest blog entries (below) or visit my blog, Kindling, to become a fireseed who will spread the holy flames of God’s love and forgiveness to people around you.
My Latest Blog Entries:
Once a month I write a letter to the wonderful Prayer for Prodigals community I am part of. Often those letters, though specific to those who love a prodigal, apply to any or all of us in the challenging circumstances of life. Dear Lover of Prodigals, I watched the Billy Graham memorial service this morning. […]
When I was 17 years old, I was voted “Most Spirited” by my high school of 900. What this means is that I yelled the loudest at our school’s team sport events. I was a cheerleader, screaming to the point of losing my voice. I was in every skit, at the all school plays, wore costumes […]
Many years ago I worked with a person who wanted me to act as my various personality assessments predicted I would. But I rarely did. It frustrated her greatly that I was not predictable. Assurance of predictable outcomes seems desirable, safer, creating less anxiety. But also boring. Where is the surprise, the anticipation, the mystery? […]
Once a month I write a letter to the wonderful Prayer for Prodigals community I am part of. Often those letters, though specific to those who love a prodigal, apply to any or all of us in the challenging circumstances of life. Dear Lover of Prodigals, Do you grow weary of praying? Do you think […]
Orlando was cold—the coldest day since I moved here 27 years ago. I pulled my jacket around me as I headed into Lucky’s grocery store. I barely heard the raspy voice to my right: “Excuse me, Ma’am, could you help a homeless veteran?” I turned, encountering a middle-aged man, clearly cold, with wind-burned face and […]