It is raining in Brooklyn today, and between the rain and the cold that I’ve managed to catch, my plans for a hike through the North Woods in Central Park are on hold. Instead, I am curled up under a blanket with a cup of tea, my favorite fall candle (a souvenir from that apple-picking…
There is something tremendously powerful about a good story. We’ve been telling stories as long as we can remember – around campfires and in pictures on the walls of ancient caves; in pyramids and in long-winded scrolls, on paper, in person, in poetry, in song. Bards and minstrels, rock stars and movie stars, authors and bloggers…
It happened twice today. Quiet, unassuming, and yet oh, so significant, the invitation came. The first was in conversation with a friend over coffee this morning. Open, compassionate, and genuinely curious, she asked me: “What’s been hard about all that you’ve been through recently?” And there it was – the invitation: You’re in a safe place….
— 1 — I like to think that I am a planner. Tho I have friends who have contingency plans for their contingency plans – so maybe I’m really not. I’m more of a “this is what I would like to do in this block of time” sort of planner. I have long-term goals and…
Today’s post in this series on singleness and the church is a guest post by my dear friend, Sara Rendall (who should probably write a book about this stuff). Enjoy! If you are anything like me, you are sick to death of reading about being single. Mostly because a lot of articles, blog posts, and…
