There is a lake on the high desert plateau of Oregon which flows from a spring into the bowl of a dead volcano.
Read MorePlease come. Don’t forget to break the bread.
Read MoreAs the woman approached the next group, she saw that they were less lovely.
Read More“Hungry?” a voice at her hip asked. She looked down to see a small boy holding a small basket full of half loaves of bread and figs! Where had he gotten figs?
Read MoreJust try it. Be sure to break the bread.
Read MoreThe light burned golden as the sun lit the horizon on fire.
Read MoreDear God of the Hungry, Exhausted, and Broken, be present with us.
Read MoreGod of Creation, we are tired, hopeless, and distracted.
Read MoreTo love God and neighbor and to trust that that is enough.
Read MoreWho is the Rhythm Master
Read MoreDesperate as a pail dragging the bottom of a dry well
Read MoreTo honor the journey,
Read MoreGifts brought in secret…
Read MoreDear Children,
Read MoreBefore the beginning
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Read MoreI suspect I will continue to learn lessons from my attempts to grow things. At least I hope I will. I think nature is a great teacher if we can stop and pay attention.
Read MoreWhen we originally put landscaping around the pool that we had saved up to build, the landscaper put in two rosemary bushes.
Read MoreThe year I planted cucumbers I had visions of sturdy vines and helping my grandchildren play “hide and seek” for cucumbers.
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