by Lane | Spiritual Disciplines, Spiritual Practices, Writing
My childhood nooks and crannies tucked themselves into lingering places: the treehouse perched high in our three-pronged magnolia tree, the rope hammock secured between towering ancient oaks, the window seat sequestered at one end of the family den. Each place...
by Lane | Easter, Writing
The loss of Jesus slams me to the ground. I tremble at the puzzle of all of this new way. Yes, He appears but He doesn’t stay. I want to go back to what we had before. Unsure of next steps, I return to familiar places and do familiar things. Stuck, I tuck...
by Lane | Easter, Writing
Eastertide stretches over 50 days. When we read through the Bible, we see the disciples and other followers of Jesus meet Him in unexpected ways. Imagine, if you will, what it was like to engage with Jesus after Tomb Day. After Resurrection’s glory. With my sacred...
by Lane | Spiritual Disciplines, Spiritual Practices, Writing
Pondering how to draw near to God today, I notice three themes show up regularly in our latest conversations. Breath prayer. Lectio Divina. Creativity. Lord, what are Your invitations for this day? Be still, daughter. Listen. I pause and I wonder. As one who...
by Lane | Poetry, Writing
Who among us does not have dreams that this year will be different? It is not over, this birthing. There are always newer skies into which God can throw stars. You enter the extraordinary by way of the ordinary. In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Even a...
