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prayer poems for you

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I've been sharing these prayer poems on social media recently. Readers asked if I'd save them so they could send to others. Here they are, for you. Do we ever stop to considerthat they might be longing for us, too—the ones we love and miss?On this side our longing is called griefand soaked in sorrow,but their love is called joy—which wants everyone to join. They may not count down the chronos we number,for they know the kairos that is beyond time.But once in a while when I feel their presence,I also feel their pulling—the eagerness to offer to anotherthe best you have and know. I wonder about the beatific vision—if their lives are consumed now by gazing at God,what space or time could they haveto think of us?But holy remembering brings full presence(and I have tasted this truth)so I wonder if by beholding Godthey also get to behold what God loves(which is us). If life in death is changed, not endedand if love cannot die (as the best stories tell us)then I fear we have … [Read more...] about prayer poems for you

let’s retreat together for Epiphany

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Happy New Year! We're on the cusp of change, one of my favorite places to be. While turning the calendar to 2021 won't miraculously bring peace or healing, I do love fresh starts and new beginnings. So I pray this new year will bring true goodness and lasting joy in the days and weeks to come. Because I'm a lover of New Year's, I always want to spend this time in prayer and reflection. Like many of you, I'm craving connection and conversation in the midst of life at home. So as I prepared for what January might bring, I dreamt up the idea of a virtual retreat. Epiphany: A New Year's Retreat will come to you in the comfort of your own home from January 7-10, 2021. Find out more here. Together we’ll explore the beginning of the Gospel of Matthew: surprising dreams, unexpected visitors, turbulent times, and life-changing callings. These Scripture stories will come alive in new ways as we bring them to prayer, reflecting on our own lives, questions, and challenges.  The … [Read more...] about let’s retreat together for Epiphany

announcing Emmanuel

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Dear readers, It’s been a long time since I’ve written in this space. 2020 has changed nearly everything. To update you on where I’ve been: in between homeschooling and hybrid schooling and distance learning (Lord, have mercy), I’ve launched a few new side projects that I hope you’ll join. A new newsletter: The Holy Labor I love to lift up the creative, life-giving work of friends and strangers. So in each edition I share a short essay (much like I used to blog here), gather my favorite reads for you (new books, intriguing articles, prayers, and poetry), and invite you to see your own life and work in holy light. Click here to sign up for free. A new space on Instagram: Create in the Chaos I’ve long wanted to support other writer-parents. Now that Covid has brought even more chaos to family life, it was the perfect (imperfect!) time to launch. Each week I’m sharing writing tips, tricks, and inspiration from authors. If you’re trying to do creative work in … [Read more...] about announcing Emmanuel

what our kids can teach us now

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"Who could we pray for today?" I ask the question with a newborn squirming in my lap and a toddler climbing up my knees. I'm sweating and exhausted and leading this morning prayer only out of sheer stubbornness to the scrawled schedule on the white board in our dining-room-turned-classroom. Briefly, I consider a short list of all the places I would rather be: lounging on a tropical beach, working in my office, getting my teeth cleaned, honestly anywhere else. But the kids interrupt my daydreaming. "For all the people who are sick." "For the doctors and nurses." "For all our friends and teachers." "For people who have died." "For scientists who are working on the vaccine." "For our neighbors and everyone else staying at home." "For trucks." [We interpret the 2 year-old's intercession as a petition for transportation workers.] Prayers spill out of them, flowing fast as the milk that tumbled from a cup over breakfast. I am chastened, humbled, reminded. I … [Read more...] about what our kids can teach us now

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Watch me try not to laugh while my kids are scream Watch me try not to laugh while my kids are screaming upstairs at my spouse while I muse on motherhood & creativity 😝

Check out @grottonetwork for thoughtful reflections on relationships, work, faith, and life’s big questions. And let yourself thank someone this week for the creative work of nurturing new life in you!
Pilgrimage update! I shared in my last newsletter Pilgrimage update! I shared in my last newsletter that we were able to add Chartres & Mont-St-Michel to our itinerary, plus an extra day in Paris. Three of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been, so I can’t wait to pray there with you on pilgrimage in October. Check out my bio for details.

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For years these words hung on the wall of my offic For years these words hung on the wall of my office. A reminder to behold the beauty in the ordinary.

I took them down after grief tore apart my world. Normal days, what a joke.

But years later I pulled the words out again. Turned out they were true, of course.

I had always caught my breath at the line about war, barely able to imagine longing for boring days from bloody battlefields.

Today I keep the wise words before my eyes again, as a way to keep praying for Ukraine.

For all the places where war or violence make for (ab)normal days.

May the common rock of any ordinary day we’re given remind us to remember all whose earth is upheaved right now.
The sun came out for the first time in days (weeks The sun came out for the first time in days (weeks? gloomy where you are, too?).

So I followed every ladybug in the bedroom to the window, closed my eyes and sunned my face. I could have curled up like a cat for hours. But the sun slipped back, retreating behind the grey wall as quickly as it came.

May today hold a gentle reminder to turn wherever you find the light, to let it warm and delight you. The spiritual practice of sunning ourselves (for a whole holy second!) is not trite or toxic: we are creatures who crave what is good and this is not wrong.

If you linger there for a moment, to remember God and grace and any good gift that has been poured out upon you, unasked or undeserved, you can return for a flash to the Source of your Being.

All the Psalms about the sun sing the same. We were made for the Great Light.
I spent years wondering about the opposite of grie I spent years wondering about the opposite of grief.

Would it be joy? To hold happiness again, to have tears turned into dancing?

Would it be gain? To find what was lost? To have arms full again around the ones I love?

Would it be peace? To breathe into the space of calm? To soak up healing as balm?

This morning I rose and realized: the opposite of grief is Easter.

Joy, gain, peace, hope, love, healing—all of it rolled into one and heaps more besides.

You know that awful feeling in grief’s first weeks, after someone you love has died, when you rise and remember yourself back into reality, and the grief-pain of loss washes over you again? The terrible turning moments that torpedo the day.

Easter Monday was the first morning that humans got to experience the utter opposite.

The undoing of what seemed undone. The resurrection of what looked impossible to restore.

The flip side of every grief and loss.

This morning I pictured the women rising again on Monday, the first ones to find and preach the Resurrection.

What joy & delight & hope & astonishment must have washed across their faces in their first few moments after waking, as they remembered themselves back into a world made new.

This is what every single one of us has yearned for, in the impossible imagination after loss. What if I could wake up and they would be back here again?

Exactly what all who loved him found when they woke up on Monday morning.

Now we only taste it, glimpse it, grasp it for a moment—but one day it will rise for us and never leave.

The opposite of grief is here.
To see others in pain while you are in pain— To To see others in pain
while you are in pain—
To reach out to the grieving
while others are grieving for you—
To lift up the least
while you are the greatest—
To speak to the suffering of women
while your own body is suffering—
To stop for others
while you walk the hardest road—

Until now I never noticed how much it meant that Jesus stopped for the women of Jerusalem.

He stops for the women of Ukraine, the women of Juarez, the women of Afghanistan, women everywhere who suffer and grieve and mourn.
 
He stops for them and for us. He tells us not to weep for him but to weep for this world, not to despair of the present but to steel ourselves for the future, not to lament unless we are willing to change.

What is he calling me to grieve? How is he calling me to change?

What might he see in us—our lives, our sorrows, our griefs, even our bodies—that we have not let ourselves lament?
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