Wildlife Hope

We left March 12 and returned June 14. Ninety-four days of camping in our Dodge van, through Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, New Mexico, Arizona, California, Oregon, Washington, Idaho, Montana, Wyoming, then back to Colorado and back home. More than nine thousand miles. For fifteen years before Jerry’s retirement, we’d talked about this trip up the …

Listen

1 Listen to this, all you people! Pay attention, everyone in the world! 2 High and low, rich and poor—listen! Psalm 49:1-2 What does it take to listen? To concentrate our attention towards hearing? The psalmist goes on to speak of wisdom. He talks specifically of rich people going to the grave like everyone else, …

Thin Places?

Flowers saved me. Not like Jesus saves me, of course. But that’s what ran through my mind yesterday as I bent to smell the fuchsia peony. The scent of the flower next to the sidewalk took me back to my mother’s garden. In the emotional barrenness of my childhood on the farm, her peonies, lilies, …