Of Aunts and Lessons

Last week my Aunt Dotty let go of her earthly burdens and went to join my Gaga and Granddad on the other side. As is the case for so many of us in these times, we could not travel to attend the graveside service for her. Maybe because of this she has been on my…

Psalm 126: Lament and Hope

Psalm 126A Song of Ascents.When the Lord restored the fortunes of Zion,we were like those who dream.Then our mouth was filled with laughter,and our tongue with shouts of joy;then it was said among the nations,‘The Lord has done great things for them.’The Lord has done great things for us,and we rejoiced.Restore our fortunes, O Lord,like…

Thunderstorms

Thunderstorms are as much a part of a Southern summer as a slice of garden tomato on white bread and Duke’s mayonnaise. They are the sound of the hot summers of my childhood and call to mind running to the truck from the creek to escape the lightening, trying and failing to dodge fresh cow…

Discipline of Now

“There exists only the present instant…a Now which always and without end is itself new. There is no yesterday nor any tomorrow, but only Now, as it was a thousand years ago and as it will be a thousand years hence.” -Meister Eckhart I have spent plenty of time this month thinking about the past…

I Wear The Mask

I wear the mask as a person of faith, not as a person of politics. I don’t wear it to make some statement or promote an agenda. I don’t wear it to tell you for whom I’m voting, how I “lean,” or whether I prefer blue or red. I don’t wear it to judge you,…

The Neighbor

“Just then a lawyer stood up to test Jesus. ‘Teacher,’ he said, ‘what must I do to inherit eternal life?’ He said to him, ‘What is written in the law? What do you read there?’ He answered, ‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with…

Sabbath and Meditation in the Kitchen

Three loaves of North Carolina sourdough bread sit on my counter to rise. They have a few hours of rest ahead of them, the natural yeast taking it’s time to rise and do its work on the gluten and sugars. I love the deliberateness and wildness of it all, the refusal of the yeast to…

Birdsong for Me

For years I have had the honor of improving my writing under the guidance of Katerina Whitley…and have learned a thing or two about cooking along the way! My favorite Easter Sunday was when she joined me at the church I served and shared her monologue of Mary Magdalene recalling the events of Easter morning….

The Beauty of the Pivot

In the midst of all of this mess, my sleep patterns have shifted. I come from a long line of sleepers – 10-12 hour a night folks – and have always loved my sleep. But right now I seem to be waking up at ungodly hours with more energy than I know what to do…

Moving from “I don’t want to do this” to “But I can.”

It might surprise you to know that I have panic attacks. They aren’t frequent or severe, but in the moment they take hold like a terrier with a rat, shaking my nerves and pushing my breath back into my lugs, held hostage in the moment. It is the reason I don’t like to fly. Over…