Emmaus Eyes
When he was at the table with them, he took bread, blessed and broke it, and gave it to them. Then their eyes were opened, and they recognized him; and he vanished from their sight. They said to each other, “Were not our hearts burning within us while...
Bright Monday: Rolling Away the Stone
This morning—Bright Monday, the day after Easter—I read the online Easter Sunday reflection from the Henri Nouwen Society. As the mother of an adult son with autism, Nouwen’s writings invariably bring me encouragement and hope. But today, one quote from the short...
God, My Rock, My Shelter in the Storm
Building an Altar Just before the coronavirus pandemic snaked its insidious, invisible way around the globe, I put together a small altar in my writing room. It’s a place to sit and remember who I am and whose I am—a daughter of the Most High God. On it sits an icon...
Broken Open
She stands, eyes cast down, face thin and pale. Mother Mary, who said yes to carrying the Son of God in her womb. The fear! The joy! The expectancy! The submissive spirit, casting reputation to the wind! Nine months to wonder—who will he look like? What kind of...
Tiger Lily: Reflections of God’s Love
Tiger lily reflections in a window prompt meditation on God’s love
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