Your One Wild and Precious Life

Watch out, I’m in a “waxing philosophical” mood today . . . poet Mary Oliver does that for me. Have you ever driven somewhere, arrived safely, turned off the car and then realized you sorta don’t remember how you got there?  It’s usually the short trip: meeting a friend for lunch, running out to grab…

Sometimes…It Just Rains

I went on vacation and so this happened . . . I had been reading, was just headed to nap-time, I guess the book wasn’t that good, and the fire alarms all over the building started alarming.  The sound was not subtle and I think may have deafened folks living in outer-Slobovia.  I ran outside…

A Bit of Rest of Heart, Mind, and Spirit

There are simply times when all that will do is a particular song, sung by a particular person or group, in a particular context that comforts, celebrates, or just reaches beyond words into the heart and soul in a way that, if only for a moment, offers whatever strength, hope, and promise that is needed….

Perhaps we’re more alike than we like to admit…

I don’t have a daughter but my mom does.  In fact she has two, and those two are as different as night and day from the outside.  Maybe from the inside they are a bit more alike than either one of them wants to admit. One of them is a bit stubborn.  If you ask…

Having It All

In the realm of instruments, how wild is the organ, I mean seriously?  I’m a self-professed organ geek.  I proactively and on a rather regular basis download organ music from itunes onto my electronic devices and then listen to them voluntarily.  Perhaps it is the complexity of an instrument with multiple levels of keyboards, all…

Humans, People, Neighbors

Ringo had to have surgery, you know, “the” surgery that rescue animals have so that there won’t be more rescue animals out there that look like them? He wasn’t happy when I took him – his dog Buddy wasn’t in the car with him plus he hadn’t been fed for the 12 hours prior. I…

If Only for a Season

Smackdab, I think that’s a western Kansas theological term, in the middle of the summer.  It feels like there’s more summer behind us than in front of us, July 4 is kind of that marking point.  Now it’s simply hot and humid and time to ask the tough questions. Will the Royals make the playoffs? …

Simple. Universal. Beauty.

Sometimes I wonder if I was born into the wrong generation.  Sorry mom and dad, I’m glad you had me, but maybe we were meant to be in a “Back to the Future” movie and I was supposed to be brought up in the 40’s.  The car I’m now driving came with 3 months of…

Upside Down & Rightside Up Among the Clouds

Three o’clock in the morning a rather strange time to receive gifts one might think.  I could hear from a distance, still in my dream world the rumble and vibration of a train. A train wasn’t previously part of my dream and it felt like it was waaay too close. As I came to awareness…

The Fabric of Our Shared Histories

Driving across Kansas is always an exercise in both endurance and a willingness to see beauty where most simply see miles of flatlands to endure until the first view of the mountains of Colorado.  I love coming out to see my family during wheat harvest season.  We are still about 10 days away from firing…

The Will-Full and the Woe-Full

I sometimes wonder if we really believe one human life is worth more than another.  Do we work hard to find reasons to evaluate certain persons or populations or groups as “not right” with God, with our political views, with our perspectives and opinions on civility and humanity?  Another act of dramatic violence, 49 victims…

I sorta get dogs…

So a cat moved into my life 3 weeks ago.  He came as a surprise.  I was not particularly looking for a cat, but I sense that he or someone else knew that.  The minute he walked in my house, he claimed it.  He walked in with no small amount of self-confidence, sat down, and…