The Hope of Dirt
The shovel is my brother, a good companion as we play together in the dirt… and I am bigger for hoping— as I dig, as I turn soil & a few worms upside down. I imagine the tiny roots climbing low, low, low, while tiny shoots climb high, high,...
Being You
Be who God meant you to be and you will set the world on fire. St. Catherine of Siena As a contemplative, I pray to discern. I linger longer at the heart of Love to hear His call, His longing for me. A life of listening prayerfulness is...
From Dry to Drenched
The sprinklers are reviving the lawn this morning. Living Water, come and revive my heart this morning. Dry, shriveled up, and colorless, I thirst. I am dehydrated of heart. I thirst to be present to this day, to be present to Your heart in this day. Each moment,...
