A Pentecost Sunday Reflection Fragility of seed Cracked open in order to grow Planted in good deep soil Bringing life from death. Readiness of soil Anticipation of a good crop Stones and thorns removed Ground broken, sifted. Water of life poured over us Providing nourishment Working Your mystery with Light Repent, be baptized Sins departed,…
Author: Linda Miller
Ode To Mothers
Being a mother means that your heart is no longer yours; it wanders wherever your children do. —George Bernard Shaw I’m sure most of you who are reading this know that I had four children in just under six years. Our daughter Kelli, who has two of the most delightful children in the world, often…
Dreams Deferred, Hopes Realized
Have you ever gotten hooked on a TV series, perhaps Season One of a show, only to be left hanging at the end of the last episode, longing for more, waiting with bated breath for Season Two to begin? Mark and I just finished Season One of “Alaska Daily”, a show about young indigenous women…
Heartburn: The Day After Easter
The chairs are folded, the pastries and coffee put away, and everyone who has volunteered in their various roles in churches across the world are taking a rest today. Whew! Putting on an Easter service is hard work, requiring all hands on deck! The reflections on what went well, and what could be done better…
Good Friday: Dark Night of the Soul
Today we are confronted with the deep, wrestling prayer of Jesus in the garden. The battle plays out in Luke 22:42: “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” Verse 44 describes the moment as palpable grief: “Being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and…