Lord, teach me. . . .

In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. –the Buddha Author John Ortberg writes about playing Monopoly with his grandmother as a child. The game could be going along smoothly; he might even be winning. But then a sudden turn of events would find him on the losing end, and the game would be over. And no matter how many properties he had acquired, no matter how much money he had in his bank, at the end of the game, the tiny racecar and the Scottie dog and all the rainbow-colored properties would go back in the box. Everything he had worked toward counted for nothing. But the times spent playing with his grandmother forged indelible memories and helped him learn what really matters in the world. Of course, the game isn’t Monopoly ; it’s Life . And at the end of the game, everything winds up—in a box. A box about six feet long and a couple of feet wide. And everything we have ac

Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos into order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. – Melody Beattie I am not a fan of clichés—at all. But as we approach Thanksgiving Day in the States, I find my life, at times, becoming a living cliché. Even in the midst of so much “stuff,” my heart is (mostly) at peace. I seem to have developed . . . an attitude of gratitude . What better time of year to remember that joy is always, always an inside job? We can allow the world to make us miserable by convincing us we aren’t good enough, we don’t earn enough, etc., or we can pause, look around and listen to the still small voice within: the voice that whispers, You are mine. You are beautiful-- and you are enough, just the way you are. It’s true of me, and it’s true of you, as well. Pause right now. Nothing you are doing is so im

Never be in a hurry; do everything quietly and with a calm spirit.  Do not lose your inner peace for anything whatsoever,  even if your whole world seems upset.  –St. Francis de Sales This week, I invite you to simply sit in a quiet space with words of hope and promise, and to remember, as Julian of Norwich knew, that all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well . It has been a long, difficult season. Advent and the coming of the Christ is just around the corner. Peace and comfort to your spirit. Monday   “Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me.” Matthew 11:28-30 Tuesday  “Is this not the kind of fast I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke?” Isaiah 58:6-9 Wednesday  “Blessed are you who are poor, for yours is the

We should be astonished at the goodness of God, stunned that He should bother to call us by name, our mouths wide open at His love, bewildered that at this very moment we are standing on holy ground. –Brennan Manning Anyone else besides me exhausted by this election season? I mean, it’s been long and drawn-out beyond what a normal human being can tolerate. Even with the lovely diversion of a matchless World Series matchup, this season has been interminably long. And the ugliness and meanness exhibited seems, at times, to be record-setting in its own right. Looking for Divine fingerprints on the whole mess can become a full-time challenge. But remember this: God is good. All the time. Even when it feels as though things are spinning out of control, God’s goodness remains visible to those whose eyes desire to see. God’s goodness is there, clearly on display in the volunteer who reads to a child during their lunch period. God’s love is in each can or box of food