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Reimagining Rest

I am writing today while traveling on a high-speed train between Paris and Barcelona. Outside my window, medieval villages, with their ancient churches, rustic houses, and palatial chateaus, dot the French countryside. There have been moments in the last week we’ve been traveling Europe where I’ve had to remind myself this is real, and not a dream. Continue reading “Reimagining Rest”

Questions From My Heart

In 1981, I was working full-time in a high school ministry. Our summers were free to request a summer placement in another location. There were choices like summer camps, oversees projects, and staff training in Colorado. But, I couldn’t take my eyes off this world map that hung on the wall of my office. Day after day, I prayed for that huge island on the other side of the world. There’d never been a summer project in Australia. Continue reading “Questions From My Heart”

Yes, God

Lao Tzu said that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. In this case, it is a journey of 9,356 miles. I am traveling to Australia to participate in a Captivating Retreat, a time for women to come together and experience the heart of God and deep community. Continue reading “Yes, God”

Worlds Collide

“But the thing about remembering is that you don’t forget. You take your material where you find it, which is your life, at the intersection of past and present…Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can’t remember how you got from where you were to where you are.”

The Things They Carried, Tim O’Brien


This morning I woke at 5:30 a.m. in a hotel bed in Los Angeles. The sky was still dark. I listened to the stream of traffic outside the window, the sound of jets at LAX taking off and landing. Continue reading “Worlds Collide”

Reaching Beyond Fear

Disoriented, I woke with a jolt on June 4th and looked around the unfamiliar room. It was hot and I was lying on top of the bed with just a thin blanket covering me. Continue reading “Reaching Beyond Fear”

Welcoming Alice Back

Some of you may know but some of you may not know that I was named after Alice in Wonderland. Continue reading “Welcoming Alice Back”

Neyse Ne

The call to prayer echoed down the canyon between Istanbul and Ankara as we sat in our circle high in the mountains. Continue reading “Neyse Ne”

Hard for me to say I’m sorry

According to my husband, I rarely apologize to him anymore. Continue reading “Hard for me to say I’m sorry”

Let’s make babies…just without the babies

Large snowflakes swirled around me, inviting me to journey home and cozy up for the night. Continue reading “Let’s make babies…just without the babies”

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