Sometimes we sit at a threshold, waiting for light or watching for the next step or a path to open up. Or simply to rest for a moment. Sit on the bench awhile — rest, watch, wait.

What emerges as you rest? What are you bringing to the threshold?

November skies

November invites us into grey skies, falling leaves leaving behind bare branches. Seeds in the ground — s.l.o.w.i.n.g… As John O’Donohue wrote, “No place looks like itself, loss of outline makes everything look strangely in-between, unsure of what has been, or what might come.”

How do you dwell in-between?

Starting the journey

“I am willing to be uncomfortable”, I said in a gathering of women faith leaders in the fall of 2017 to which someone replied, “Mmh, I have never been comfortable”. This moment opened my eyes to privilege and racism and has shaped much of my work since then. I never once imagined it would lead to starting a blog.

From the beginning, God’s people have been called to journey into the uncomfortable, the unknown, the unexpected, the beauty and brokenness of  the borderlands…. and called to trust the voice that says “You are my beloved child, with you I am well pleased.”

How are you called to journey and trust?