Up until this morning, I had no ideas for my weekly blog. These weeks have been busier than usual, filled with delightful days but with much less free time. So, as I was drinking my morning coffee, I went through my emails and caught up on a few posts from some of my favorite writers. When several of them offered similar messages, each one resonating and inspiring me, I knew I was receiving a holy invitation to be attentive, to explore my soul for new revelations.
In her post, “Savor,” my friend Laura B. writes of the challenging days that she and her husband have faced recently (house repairs after a recent storm and concern for their dear dog, Bonnie). But she then describes the joy she experiences as a hummingbird sips the nectar she offers. Laura continues: “What do we do with moments like these? The days are filled with stress and strife and when the light comes with thrumming wings, it gives our bodies and our brains a much-needed lift to savor, contemplate, and spend a few minutes in gratitude for these fleeting gifts.” 1
I then read a post by Dr. Kelly Flanagan, “Don’t Miss the Sacredness of Any Moment…” He humbly describes a family trip in which he let smaller disappointments keep him from seeing all the blessings of his precious family time. “Don’t miss the sacredness of any moment by wishing it was some other way.” 2
Finally, in “Divine Messengers,” Victoria Fann writes, “…when upsetting things show up in our lives, there’s usually a message or a learning opportunity in that experience that if we walk away too soon, it will appear again in the form of another similar person or situation.” 3
Even though we cannot change the present moment, we can change the way we regard it.
In challenging times, Laura found the simple blessing in the smallest gift of the hummingbird. In disappointing times, Dr. Kelly learned to seek and appreciate the goodness that remained. In upsetting times, Victoria looked more deeply to find a lesson or opportunity that might be gleaned.
I began to think of other ways to experience our moments and find the holy invitations.
We might begin by asking God to keep us aware and open to the day, and to reveal what we need to see. We begin by paying attention.
Then, depending on the moment, we can choose to embrace the joy… hold the gratitude… glean the lesson… notice the beauty… cling to the hope… abide in the peace… seek the opportunity… find the healing… tend the wound… take the risk… offer the forgiveness… notice the “more” beneath the “ordinary”… question the restlessness… capture the beauty… rest in the quietude…
and remember that Infinite Love can transform each moment into an opportunity for grace, growth, and goodness.
(Photo by Karen)
1 https://laurajboggess.substack.com/
On one of my morning walks, I found this nice little insulated cup nestled in the grass along the roadside. The cup was personalized with the person’s name, so I wondered if it may have been a special gift. Perhaps he had set the cup on his car and then drove off, forgetting it was there. I placed the cup on this level utility surface, hoping that he would be better able to see it, if he should drive by again.
“So he could see it…” This thought then led to additional reflections on life and love.
I thought of the kindness, graciousness, and love that are always present in our world, but often go unnoticed because they are in unexpected places or moments. Or they are overshadowed by so many stories of all that is not good. Or perhaps–by the very humble nature of all that is good–they are not drawing attention and can only be found by being observant. Like the cup (or the love, kindness, or graciousness), we know they are there; our role then is to make them more visible.
How might we lift up everything that is good to make it more easily seen? How might we take the universal love that is always with us and reveal it to others? How might we seek more of those hidden gifts that will bless when we bring them to light?
We might begin by opening our eyes and spirits to notice more of God’s goodness, to look in unexpected and smaller places, and to recall at day’s end all of the ordinary yet miraculous moments of the day. We can share those moments and stories with others, naming what we have found good and right. We can point out the people who are making the world a better place. And we can follow their example.
This week, goodness and love were made visible to me from my friend Laura (an avid birder) who shares wonderful photos of the variety of birds she has found, examples of God’s amazing creativity. Several faithful and dedicated people worked to make the church office clean and fresh for me. During worship this morning, everyone mingled with delight as we shared a time of peace–the joy was abundant. When I hear a car horn beep outside my office window, I know it is my Jim passing by and sending his love. I cherish a recent email that my friend Ruth wrote to thank me for my writing.
Every prayer can become an act of support or provision. Every compassionate feeling can become helpful care. Every random thought of someone can become a friendly phone call. Every moment of gratitude can become a written acknowledgement or a kindness in return. Every regret may become an opportunity for an earnest conversation. There may be times when we are the ones to reveal just what someone has needed and missed–even if we were there all along.
When we pay attention, we notice. When we notice, we are moved. When we are moved, we can act. That’s how goodness and love become visible.
Be the reason someone smiles. Be the reason someone feels loved and believes in the goodness of people. ~ Roy T. Bennett
(Photo by Karen)
I shared a post back in May of 2023 (linked below) about planting iris seeds in the drainage area near our home. From the time those seeds were planted, I have been watching the area for any little purple-blue flags to appear. For four years I have been disappointed. In fact, I had pretty much decided that the conditions were just not conducive for these irises and began to consider a new plan.
But then a few weeks ago, I was surprised to find one blue flag waving to me from the bottom of the hollow! And soon, five more appeared. I felt such giddy joy that the long-ago seeds had finally flourished!
This has been a lesson for me. When I think about the future and all of its uncertainty, I generally think of the disappointments, trials, or heartaches that might lie ahead. Uncertainty has become a negative outlook rather than a hopeful one. But these surprising blooms remind me that the future can hold very good moments, very wonderful blessings, and very special gifts of hope, joy, or peace.
Whatever uncertainties we face today, may we remember that yes, we do not know that the future holds, but the future could hold surprising goodness. May we choose to regard uncertainty in the best possible light, continuing to dream of what could be, contributing what we can to bring about brighter days, perhaps even preparing to be surprised. May we cling to the hope that, though it may take a while, time will keep revealing every goodness of God.
(Photo by Karen)
He told them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman took and mixed in with three measures of flour until all of it was leavened.” Matthew 13:33 (NRSVUE)
Is it time to leave?
I have given this some thought in recent months. Is it time to leave the U.S. and put down new roots elsewhere? There are many good reasons to do so. The cultures and lifestyles in certain other countries are more beneficial to our well-being. Several friends who recently spent time overseas have described a more peaceful, relaxed, and welcoming atmosphere. It could be an exciting adventure, as well as an opportunity to grow in cultural awareness and global understanding. And (most of all) I am finding it difficult to live under this current administration, especially when so many dear ones are finding their equality is not honored, their history is erased, their identity is demeaned, their rights are ignored, and their hopes of financial security are undermined.
The idea of beginning anew in a different country is an inviting one. Yet I always return to this truth: I do not want to leave my beloved family and friends.
I hope that a majority of us feel the same way.
So, perhaps this time in life is our sacred calling to set aside the impulse to leave and instead, choose to become leaven. How might we remain to serve as leavening agents of the kingdom of heaven?
Leavening agents react with other ingredients to cause pockets of gas that expand the dough. Jesus seems to be teaching that the kingdom of heaven can be like this; living as Christ wherever we are, we mix in and with others to expand the kingdom and help all the world to rise. We live in love, in kindness, in compassion, spreading goodness wherever we can. We live–here and now–as small initiators of expansive love.
Just as leavening changes its surrounding environment, we can similarly work as agitators for change in the midst of our societal issues–as resisters, advocates, or activists. We can also model the ways of Christ, the ways that are beneficial to all of society, the ways of resistance that run counter to these unhealthy standards of living and believing, the ways of simplicity, generosity, compassion, and hospitality. Leading with our example, we may give some people the courage to do the same–while offering others a reason for hope.
As “human leaven,” we can create pockets of air–open and welcoming spaces that offer others room to breathe. We can become restful places in which people are able to catch their breath in an understanding and peaceful atmosphere. We can maintain openness in our hearts and minds, creating spaces for new growth and insight. We can keep space for listening, room for welcoming, and grace for receiving.
My friend Debbie has made her backyard into a nature sanctuary, a place for birds and bees and small wildlife to safely dwell. Her sanctuary is another open pocket that contributes not only to the flora and fauna there, but to the betterment of our climate and the softness of her soul. She has created a sacred space, a beautiful leavening agent that will help our community–and bit by bit, the world–to rise. As I learn more about what she has done, I am inspired to do the same. Debbie is leaven for me; her example of caring and tending for this patch of earth gives me a pocket in which to breathe.
Jesus called himself the Bread of Life. Let’s work to create more pockets of breathing room, more spaces where love can enter and expand, more places for hearts to be changed. Serving as leaven, we can help to enable the goodness of Christ to rise and become the Bread of Life. For every life.
Photo by Aldward Castillo on Unsplash
At the end of March, I received a call from our friend, Andy, a local Episcopalian priest. The office administrator at the church where he serves had recently resigned to take a position elsewhere, and he asked if I would be interested in filling in there. For a variety of reasons, the timing seemed right, so I happily accepted the invitation.
These past weeks have been overwhelming, as I learn how little I know (even with experience as an office administrator) about my additional responsibilities, along with new publishing and financial programs. At the end of the day, my mind is quite muddled and weary…
but my spirit is so very blessed.
In this new role, as I concentrate on the tasks, contribute to the community, and connect with people, I have experienced a new serenity in my soul. I needed this change in my life.
When I think of spiritual disciplines, I usually think of prayer and reflection, centering in God, being present to what is, walking in nature, worshiping, reading and study. But maybe we also need the discipline of distraction, a blessing of busyness, to give our minds and spirits “time away” from the issues we tend to dwell upon. And it seems especially helpful when the distraction is a worthwhile one, giving a sense of purpose and accomplishment at the end of the day.
I can think of other examples. One friend told me that she is reading more fiction these days, as a small escape from her daily routines and concerns. A writer friend is researching more topics that interest her. Another finds her solace by becoming absorbed in her art projects.
Yes, we are still called to be aware of the troubles around us, to care for the world, to do what we can to bring the loving ways of Christ here. But if we can allow the discipline of distraction to serve as a mini retreat, a moment of blessed relief, a departure for our minds and in turn, a respite for our souls, we may find renewed strength and inspiration for the other important work we are meant to do.
How might the “discipline of distraction” lift your spirit today?
(Photo by Karen; the beautiful stained glass in the sanctuary)
EASTER SUNDAY
April 20th
The past is the beginning of the beginning
and all that is and has been
is but the twilight of the dawn.
~ H. G. Wells
(Vocabulary.com defines the word perpetuity as “the property of lasting forever.” Today I share a post that was originally written for Easter Sunday, 2023. Happy Easter, dear reader friends!)
Drop at the foot of the cross…
every wound we have kept
every tear we have wept
every burden we have borne
every shackle we have worn.
Bury in the darkness of the tomb…
each grudge held so long
each doubt kept, though wrong
each resentment relished
each judgment embellished.
Wait in the silent stillness of night…
in watchful attention
in prayerful intention
in thoughtful exploration
in quiet expectation.
Rise in the dawn of a bright new day…
with bodies replenished to labor
with senses restored to savor
with minds renewed to ponder
with souls refreshed to wonder.
Emerge in the freedom of the rolled-away stone…
to walk in faith, not fear
to hold one another dear
to grow with open mind
to live a life that’s kind.
As Jesus has risen, so may our goodness, too. Easter blessings!
(Photo by Karen)
WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?
Good Friday, April 18th
So they took Jesus, and carrying the cross by himself he went out to what is called the Place of the Skull, which in Hebrew is called Golgotha. There they crucified him and with him two others, one on either side, with Jesus between them. ~ John 19:16b-18
Loving Jesus,
I am so very sorry.
I am sorry for the terrible suffering you endured as you slowly died amid the mocks and jeers.
I am so very guilty.
I am guilty because you continue to die in every person who is hurt by systems that unjustly oppress, deport, deny, ignore, impoverish, or condemn, and I have often remained silent.
I am so very humbled.
I am humbled because you chose to mercifully forgive us all, even in your agony.
I am so very grateful.
I am grateful for your life’s example of love, forgiveness, humility, generosity, simplicity, and compassion–and your steadfast integrity to remain that way even unto death.
I am so very hopeful.
I am hopeful because today I can see beyond the cross to a brighter day.
I am so very determined.
I am determined to live a little better today, to follow you more closely, to continue your work in the world.
Thank you for your passion, Jesus.
Please make it mine.
(Photo by Karen)
WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?
Maundy Thursday, April 17th
And during supper Jesus, knowing that the Father had given all things into his hands and that he had come from God and was going to God, got up from supper, took off his outer robe, and tied a towel around himself. Then he poured water into a basin and began to wash the disciples’ feet and to wipe them with the towel that was tied around him. ~ John 13:2b-5
Then he took a loaf of bread, and when he had given thanks he broke it and gave it to them, saying, “This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in remembrance of me.” ~ Luke 22:19
PROXIMITY
(KLW, April 2025)
I long to have you close to me,
to feel your presence here,
but if you want to wash my feet
please do not come so near.
For I’d rather keep my distance
to hide away my flaws
and not to ask too much of you
especially because
I don’t want to be a burden
or considered unworthy
but to be your perfect servant
for all you’ve done for me.
But if this is true discipleship
then please show me the way
to bare my feet, my soul, my life,
today and every day.
~~~~~
I long to have you close to me
to feel your peace within
and when we break your holy bread
your presence enters in.
But you abide in more than bread,
you’re in community.
Yet I can easily forget
you’re in those here with me.
I often choose to be alone
when I am seeking you,
and in my solitude neglect
to serve your people, too.
But if this is true discipleship
then please show me the way
to share my heart, my soul, my life,
today and every day.
Bible passages are NRSVUE, found at https://www.biblegateway.com/
Photo by Karen
WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?
Wednesday, April 16th
After saying this Jesus was troubled in spirit and declared, “Very truly, I tell you, one of you will betray me.” …“It is the one to whom I give this piece of bread when I have dipped it in the dish.” So when he had dipped the piece of bread, he gave it to Judas son of Simon Iscariot… Jesus said to him, “Do quickly what you are going to do.” So, after receiving the piece of bread, he immediately went out. And it was night.
~ Excerpts from John 13
And it was night.
These four words at the end of this passage might seem trivial, but we understand their significance; they set the scene for what is to come. These next few days are dark ones. They are the most somber, thought-provoking, and inspiring days of Lent and Holy Week, as Jesus teaches, endures, suffers, and dies. We are relieved to know what happens after this–the tomb is found empty, and Jesus is alive! We know there is “a light at the end of the tunnel.” But getting through the darkness is a journey of heartache, humility, sorrow, guilt, helplessness, and despair.
Lately the tunnel seems awfully long and dark to me. I remain very grateful for the hope we share in Christ, to know there is light ahead, even if it is a glimmer in the distance.
As we walk through this dark tunnel of Holy Week, revisiting the stories of Jesus–washing the feet of his disciples and sharing a meal with them, praying and agonizing in the garden, enduring a mock trial, a terrible flogging, and a crown of thorns pushed onto his head, and finally, suffering his death on a cross–we grieve and question ourselves and our complicity. When we also include our own troubles and sadness, the tunnel can seem endless.
But what does Jesus do? Knowing his earthly end is near, Jesus continues to care for the needs of his disciples…
When (Judas) had gone out, Jesus said, “Now the Son of Man has been glorified, and God has been glorified in him. If God has been glorified in him, God will also glorify him in himself and will glorify him at once.
~ John 13:31-21
Jesus is telling his disciples that there will be more to this story. The end will not be the end. Jesus will suffer and die, but he will soon be glorified, too. In later passages (John 14) Jesus goes on to promise that his presence will remain with them, and that they will do greater works than he. He assures them that there will be that light at the end of the tunnel.
This is our light, too. This is the reason we can keep walking, keep watching, keep hoping, keep helping one another through these dark yet holy days–and every dark yet holy day we face in life. The light of resurrection, the light of each new beginning, is always before us, to reveal and guide us on to brighter days.
Bible verses are NRSVUE, found at https://www.biblegateway.com/
(Photo by Karen)