Psalms 23:5-6 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. About two weeks ago a guest pastor… Read more: My cup overflows…

Face. What is Face? I don’t mean “your” face, the one God graced you with that the world identifies you by. I mean ‘Face’ – the appearance you put on for the world to judge you by. It’s a tricky nuance, yet in many cultures your Face includes all of your outward trappings of wealth… Read more: Face

I remember the first time someone described for me the idea of inter-generational trauma. The concept that the pain of our parents and our grand parents, and even our great-grands affects us by altering our very DNA. The smooth twisting strands suddenly showing minor splits and fractures, not unlike a zoomed in image of split… Read more: On hope and love…

I wore a red dress to church today. Like. SO red. Brilliantly red. Crimson. Fabulous, flirty and fun. It covered me below my knees, to my wrists, fit well, not too tight – nothing that should make any heads turn. But. Wow – people who know me had. comments. Friendly older men whom I know… Read more: Crimson…

You know… in my limited experience, Christians get a lot of flak from “non-believers” for their faith in God. Catholics, most especially, for their firm and unquestioned belief that the Holy Eucharist is the Lord Himself, His actual flesh transformed from a simple wafer on the altar. And yet, those who self-identify as decidedly not… Read more: Backsliding