Glimpsing a sunrise while hiking in the mountains – especially on a never-ending switchback – creates a euphoric moment. A crack in time where all that is wrong becomes right. A second where pain and suffering take a back seat. A breath where my spirit renews and my soul revives. A liminality I wish I could savor forever.
Stories of sunrises among switchbacks – of recovery and release – vividly color my life’s trail map. I share these stories hoping we all find a moment or two to savor – where all becomes well.
Author Kathy Escobar, in her book Practicing: Change Yourself to Change the World, reiterates something I realized about myself just over twenty years ago as I began the long road to healing from a domestically violent marriage … … many of us keep the inner workings of
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Two years. Two years ago, on Ash Wednesday, I was serving as a pastor – designing, gathering leaders, and leading a service. This year? I participated as a member, virtually. Alone. At home. So weird. And so unexpected. And so vastly different. And – I never observed
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The temple will fall, Jesus said. When, his disciples asked. When everything goes haywire, he said. And, then? You better be watching. You better be alert. Because what you thought you knew? What you thought things were supposed to be like? It will all get turned upside
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Red Rock Girl Scout camp in southwestern Oklahoma is one of my thin places on the earth. I spent a handful of weeks in the summer there when I lived in Edmond during middle school. My troop was lit – we camped, we worked, we learned, we
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Twelve has always had a special meaning for Sarah. So it is fitting that on Nov 12, I give thanks for her. My mini-me has grown into a trusted companion for life’s journey. She suffered abuse at the hands of her bio father, as I did. But
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