Holy Week, Holy Huddle: A Pastoral Letter We are called, every year, to huddle with the Forsaken One, in the week of his abandonment.
Bound to Betray … again I've never known how to handle betrayal. Especially in the community of faith. Washing the blood stained feet of the betrayer, hasn't been in my tool kit.
Immoderate Love Love is excessive, extravagant, over-the-top, immoderate, and it always, always, always hurts
Keeping Faith What is it that shakes your faith to its very core? What kind of thing can render you faithless? What could strip you of your faith?
Advent: Hope, Land, and Wine Hope is impossible without a deep sense of being landed. And hope is impossible if you never get dirt under your fingernails.
Advent in the Midst of Collapse To enter into Advent is to read the signs of the times to discern what is happening, and where we are going, through the eyes of Jesus.
Shepherds and Advent The day we get into sheep at Russet House Farm is the day that we will need to significantly up our animal husbandry skills.
Steve Bell’s Pilgrim Year: A Story Reharrowed This is a spirituality for the weary and wary, not the smug and self-secure. This is a spirituality with bruises and dirty fingernails, not easy contentment.
Hope in my Wallet But hope is not born of the erasure of the past. Hope requires the redemption of the past, and the reclaiming of its promise.
For Days are Surely Coming Days are surely coming. Without that hope, how could we survive the days that are here?
Gender, Weeping and Hope What begins in gendered weeping finds its resolution in gender reversals. What begins in uncontrolled wailing gives birth to hope for a radical new way.