Well Connected

I’m speaking tomorrow night . . . in front of a room full of pastors and others in ministry . . . about ministry.  How the . . . heck . . . do I get myself in these situations?  For the past three days or so I’ve been wresting over what to say and […]

My Unbroken Heart

Yesterday we had an all-staff meeting in which my pastor, the Jazz Theologian himself, asked us to share with one another what broke our hearts, moved us to tears, and better yet, action. As I listened to my co-workers, fellow laborers in Christ, talk teary-eyed about homelessness, foster children, domestic abuse, and teen-aged pregnancy, […]

Mercy Delivered . . . UPS

While in California recently, my youngest son ruined his new sidekick by getting it wet on the log ride at Disneyland.  The new phone was completely broken having been waterlogged.  In disgust, Cole said wryly over dinner tonight as we talked about it . . . “Disneyland is NOT the happiest place on earth.  Disneyland […]

The Velvet Rope

The other day I had a thought that brought tears to my eyes; if Obama is elected President of the United States of America, it will forever change what it means to be a Black American. The thought of Obama as President struck something deep inside me.
When I was a little girl growing up in […]

Bring Home the Bacon, Fry it Up in a Pan

I returned to work a couple of weeks ago after a 7-month maternity leave.  Days prior to my return I could feel the anxiety building within me.  I wasn’t sure I’d actually be able to leave Zion for several hours a day.  I returned to work out of necessity; food, gas, electricity, rent, water . […]

Jena 6

It’s possible many of you have heard of the Jena 6 boys in Louisiana; the story has been in the news daily here lately. Having been a history minor in college, this story is reminiscent of the many experiences black men encountered in the south during Jim Crow. Six black boys being accused of attempted […]

Leaving Your Mark

As I parked my car in the garage last night, I felt myself getting excited to pass through the doors of our home.  Yesterday was a long day.  Thursday, with choir rehearsal late into the evening, is my big work day.  It begins early and is full of preparation for weekend services, and ends late […]

Lift Your Voice

It’s Thursday and my voice is still all jacked up. Shoot. Last weekend was spent with me yelling, screaming and shouting during both of my sons’ football games. C’mon, what’s a girl to do when her cute 16-year-old scores the only touchdown? Or, when her 21-year-old flat lays out a running […]

The Closest Thing

It’s 4:22 in the morning as I type this blog.  At around 3:17, my eyes flew open with the thought of everything that is before me to do.  I feel, for the first time in a while, over committed.  There was a time, here recently, that my angst was at the stagnation I felt my […]

A Mother’s Touch

While my husband and I waited in the Arizona airport to board our flight back home after CU’s disappointing loss to the Sun Devils, we had the occasion to talk with Neil Woelk, sports writer for Boulder’s Daily Camera.  We talked all things football, which included his observations of my son, Ryan.  Neil commented on […]

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