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Angels in the Church Basement
When I was seventeen, I sat in a dim church basement, feeling as if I were suspended between worlds. I didn’t yet know who I was or who I was meant to be, but something—a whisper of Spirit—had guided me there. Across the room sat a woman unlike anyone I had ever met. Her hair…
Life is Fragile – Love
Holy Spirit come to us, Kindle in us the fire of your love. Holy Spirit come to us. Jesus said it is by your love for one another That everyone will recognize, you as my disciple. Jesus said, no one has greater love than this, To lay down one’s life for those one loves. We…
Life Lessons from the Chessboard: Faith, Strategy, and Community
Yesterday, just before our clergy conference began, my mentor sat me down and introduced me to the game of chess. I’d always been fascinated by the idea of it—the intricate movements, the strategy, the patience it demands—but I’d never really learned to play. As we laid out the board and arranged the pieces, my mentor…
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“Make Room at the Stream”
Originally published: June 6, 2025 The Shepherd is walkingnot above us, but among us,not behind a throne, but in the pasture,mud on His robe, lamb in His arms.He sees the bruised and the broken,the trampled and the tired,and He weeps for the oneswho were pushed from the streamby those who drank deep and walked away.He…
“Heartache for a Nation”
Originally published: May 30, 2025 This morning, I awoke with a weight in my spirit, a grief too great for silence. The images flooding my mind are not from some far-off dystopia. They are from the here and now. Vans sweeping up fathers on their way to work. Mothers clinging to their children. ICE agents…
