My son bounced up to me with a blank piece of paper in his hands. He grinned and put it in my lap. "Mom, I made you this!"

Ever since I entered ministry as a profession, I've heard leaders speak into microphones, "the United Methodist Church is dying." They...

We scampered around a beautiful park on Saturday. Blue skies and changing leaves danced with the sounds of a birthday party and

Honest truth? I want someone with authority to shut down the world again. Eighteen months into this pandemic and the 2020 trauma stuck in

The contemplative stance that's captured my heart since 2010 when Dr. Elaine Heath shared it in a classroom at a church in Chugiak, Alaska,

What invitations are challenging you lately? Which ones intrigue you? Which ones shimmer with some kind of holy? That might be your deep...

I'm hearing this refrain in every corner of my pastor world. Today felt like a day to name it out loud. Pastors are tired. On a soul level.

When we're not looking at our hands, it's easy to miss the strain the clenched fists the tired fingers the aching hands Holding on takes...

A few days ago, my 9-year-old daughter sprinted into her little brother's bedroom as we moved through our goodnight rhythms. With a huge...

*It feels helpful to note this post has been blessed by a dear colleague who is currently serving as interim pastor at the church we...

I'm fascinated by moments of deep shift. The moment clarity arrives.

It's Advent. During a pandemic. Yeah. The typical traditions that give this season so much of its energy are on pause. Or at least, they...

Do you ever catch yourself rehearsing the list of things going wrong lately? I do. I can't tell if it's a pity party or my brain trying to

To the God of all our seasons, We have some things we want to make sure you're noticing. We have very mixed feelings about school this year

173 days. That’s how long I held onto anger without naming it. Once I could name it, then I could hold it.

We've been packing up and moving our family of four for what feels like months now. In truth, we have been. Because of the pandemic, we...

As I prepare to begin a new pastoral appointment on July 1, I'm sitting with an invitation to question it all. The way we communicate....

On my daughter’s first day of kindergarten, I heard an early morning whisper by my bed. “Mom, it’s time!” Today I woke up early and...

Spring rain is falling this early Monday morning. The recycling truck clangs and snorts as it hauls away our former possessions. Later...

Friends! For those of you who hang around this space, it’s time for an update on why I’m not writing as much around here lately. A couple...