haiku: prophecy

pointed and pointing the spirit of prophecy is Jesus, the Son

Internal Foundations

  I read a blog today that piqued my interest. The blogger found her life shifting, changing, moving too fast… She felt planted on uneven ground without a solid foundation. She longed for “an internal foundation” that could calm the unknown and the shifting… She longed for a safe place to belong. I loved her…

haiku: night light

the Ancient of Days breathed into the dark vastness and hung a night light

Window of Dreams

This is the kitchen window at my parents’ house in Colorado. It is the window that I looked through in my youth while I washed dishes, cooked meals, washed my hair, scrubbed the floors, baked cookies… It became the window of my dreams. I stood here gazing out… wondering what shape my life would take……

Something New…

Announcing a new photoblog– “echogram.”  It is a collaboration with a good friend, Mary Jo… Mary Jo has served the pastoral staff of a large church as the Associate Pastor of Prayer & Intercession since 2004. She and her husband have two married daughters that have blessed them with four grandchildren. I have served as a missionary for…

Wide Open

My husband and I are on a two-day trip for the New Year. We will stay in a bed and breakfast tomorrow. Last night we were in a small, off-the-beaten-path, Texas town. We love road trips. With the highway wide open before us, it is fun to hop in the car and just take off…

To Touch a Life

This German sister, from the Evangelical Sisters of Mary located in Darmstadt, Germany, deeply touched my life this year. I met her at the Toward Jerusalem Council II summit meeting in Germany last fall. There were about 100 people there from around the world to pray for reconcilation between the Church and the Jewish people. On the…

Let There be Peace…

As an elementary-age student, I sang in the school and church choirs and enjoyed it very much. One of the songs we performed almost every holiday season is a classic: “Let There Be Peace on Earth.” That introspective child in me always pondered the words to the tunes we sang, and the lyrics to this song stirred…

The Magnificat

“Fra Angelico” by Florenz (1446) In the last decade, a depth of appreciation has grown in my heart for the historic church. In my youth, I had no regard for the roots of Christianity, and my ignorance about the great heritage of meaningful tradition, often based upon significant biblical truth, left a void in my spirit….

haiku: kindling

just a baby born blessed is the kindling that sparked redemption’s great flame