Showing posts from November, 2016

Today, a blessing

Gratitude is a door into timelessness. Stopping in wonder, letting gratefulness swell in your heart, rise in your throat, and press against the back of your eyes, pulls you through the moment into the deep reality. Beyond everything else, and underneath it all, We Belong to God and We Belong to Each Other. May today be filled with glimpses that break through  noise and division, anxiety and frustration, distraction, blame and fatigue, to this fundamental truth: These people belong to you and you to them, we all belong to God, this whole wide world, and life is a gift, abundance beyond measure, to be shared and received. Each breath and touch, each laughter and tear, each taste and texture, drawing us in, opening us up, to receive, respond, rejoice. Pause there for a moment. Read it again if it helps. May you transcend and descend today. And when you forget, that you belong to God and these others, may


A letter to my congregation.  Beloved ones, I want to tell you what happened to me last week.   On a Sunday morning, after a whirlwind 48 hours that included two funerals and a Saturday Evening Prayer service, I headed for the airport.  I was going to meet three other spiritual directors for a three day retreat at a monestary in Kentucky, before heading to the National Youth Worker’s Convention in Cincinnatti where we would do spiritual direction with youth workers, and I would lead a workshop on Sabbath. I felt like canceling. I had so much to do, I thought, I would certainly be behind if I left then. Lots of people needed me, and I felt desperate about not being connected to social media for three days, as the country was spinning post-election and so many big and tense things were unfolding.  I was exhausted, but I couldn’t stop going - moving, thinking, talking, acting, and the thought of setting everything down was very unsettling.
 This something I have learned abou

Come, you weary ones...

"Come to me all you who are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28-30 Being a congregation that practices Sabbath means when Jesus says  Come to me , we answer,  Yes. OK. We will come .    We will lay down our burdens and our pride; we will admit our weariness, and we will welcome your rest. We won’t wait until we are sick or dying or out of our mind. We wont let rest become a last resort, a contingency plan, a life-saving measure. We will come now. We will begin here. Yours is the way and work we choose.   Tonight, we at LNPC shared some reminders with each other: 1.  Worry is practicing fear.  Worry trains us to fear  by saying over and over again, “What if… what if… what if…” Rest is practicing trust.  Rest trains us to trust by saying over and over again

Election Night

Now we know.  We've been hiding how broken we are for a long time.  It's out. No more lies and pretending.  We are a hot mess and the whole world knows it. There is some relief in having the secret finally out for all to see. Resurrection can only come after death.  I am not being hyperbolic. Here's how I parent tomorrow:  
 My dear, love is always the biggest, truest thing. No matter what. And now I have to tell you something.
 When humans get afraid we turn against each other and try to feel big by making other people feel small. We try to hold onto our power and the things that make us feel safe, even if it means hurting other people. That’s what fear does. It tells us we are in this alone and other people are our enemy.  
 And fear won last night. And I am really, really sad.  But fear doesn’t win me.  Fear doesn’t win this family.  And fear doesn’t win you.  I am sad.  But I am not afraid. You belong to God.  God c

Our Election Week Plan

" To bless means to say good things. We have to bless one another constantly. Parents need to bless their children, children their parents, spouses their partners, friends their friends. In our society, so full of curses, we must fill each place we enter with our blessings. We forget so quickly that we are God's beloved children and allow the many curses of our world to darken our hearts. Therefore we have to be reminded of our belovedness and remind others of theirs. Whether the blessing is given in words or with gestures, in a solemn or an informal way, our lives need to be blessed lives ." - Henri Nouwen We, the people of   Lake   Nokomis Presbyterian Church , are choosing to live in the real reality this week. We are spending the week BLESSING as our form of seeking to embody the truth that we all belong to God and we all belong to each other (i.e. the Kingdom of God).     WHAT BLESSING IS: 1- Blessing first acknowledges that everything comes fro