Category Imperfect conversations

        “No longer do I claim to believe in the god of the Sunday songs, but I cannot seem to stay away from his house.” Join me as I search for the North Star.

  I’ve missed you, folks.   It’s been a few weeks since I showed up around here. Your world has continued to spin and life continued to happen in all of its daily-ness and adventure. So has mine. As sweet…

  Some things knock the wind out of us, pillage our pride, jump all over our post toasties, and challenge our faith. Usually, we get back up – most often with considerable help and prayer and humility – and we…

  Yesterday, as I looked for the puppy's chewy-ball, I heard a horrible noise and looked in time to see a large touring motorcycle flip, fling, roll, and skid outside. I yelled to Madi to call 911 and  raced to the…

  I'm sitting in Starbucks…avoiding the very thing that I need to do – finish a resumé update. It's all there, it just needs to be finished and sent. Today was yoga, walk with a friend, a surprise lunch at Mellow…

wrecked.org   I love the tag-line for Wrecked.org, “when life as you know it doesn’t work anymore.” Aren’t we all a little wrecked? Disillusioned? A wee bit uncomfortable in the way this divine mystery unfolds? The winds howl, the assault…

The Princess Bride is keeping me company in this rather solemn night. A bit of brevity after a hell-of-a-week. I appreciate the emotional respite – the oasis – this goofy movie creates in a week of innocents lost. Monday. Oh…

Stunned. Quiet. Speechless. Weeping. Where are you, God? Oh-I see. Operating in the best of human agency people running grieving fathers in cowboy hats rescue rushing to the undeclared battle Hate wells up to jog me out of a shocked…

Today is Wednesday…all day long. It's a time-machine Wednesday; one that wants to go back and live like Monday.  You know Monday: the wake up call that gravity works and that you – if you are fortunate – are heading…