New Writing, Pondering

Letter to a Traumatized Friend

Dear One, By the time you get this note you will be about half-way through the trauma program.  You are missed, my dear friend! Something happened with my rescue puppy, Samwise, this morning that reminded me, again, of the effects of trauma.  I used to put his food in a bowl under the utility sink in the… Continue reading Letter to a Traumatized Friend

Archives, Pondering

Just Under the Surface

I first discovered the “desert fathers” in Henri Nouwen’s little book, The Way of the Heart.  His book was a such a gentle beginning to what I continue to find as a deeply Biblical, existentially honest look at the interior life.  Nouwen did not speak, as the Desert Fathers did, about the “demons” in my soul.   Rather, he spoke… Continue reading Just Under the Surface

Biography, Pondering

Welcome to the Wilderness

Even though I love nature, I’m not much of a camper.  I still remember the night when I was about eight, lying in a tent in a “beautiful” site we had procured rather late in the day somewhere in the Rockies …only to discover the site had not been previously taken for an excellent reason: trains… Continue reading Welcome to the Wilderness

Archives, Biography, Pondering, Wheaton

April Dew

Earlier this month I found myself standing in front of a group of women introducing my long-time colleague in ministry, Reggie Kidd.  In attempting to set the context, I quoted the beginning of Psalm 133: “ Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers (and sisters) dwell together in unity.”  And I was reminded of the… Continue reading April Dew

Archives, Biography, Orlando, Pondering

As A Watchman Who Waits

“I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I hope.”   Mary waited, as a sword swings constantly before her, and the frantic mother and father looking for a lost twelve-year-old find him unapologetically residing in his Father’s house.  Martha and Mary waited for their friend and Lord to come heal their… Continue reading As A Watchman Who Waits

Archives, Biography, Pondering, Wheaton


Last March I had the incredible privilege of staying in a 14th century Pele tower in Northumbria.  It’s bay-shaped windows faced north toward Scotland in a tower that was originally intended to protect the family fortress from marauders from the north. Unfortunately, it could not protect me from the tiny marauders within.  I’m quite allergic to… Continue reading Breathe