The Marco Polo Prayer

Sometimes I can’t feel god.  I used to think this was because of something I had done.  That god had withdrawn from me.  I learned in church that god cannot dwell in unholy places so I assumed if I couldn’t feel god then something unholy was going on inside of me.  I felt shame about…

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Removing cages

I have wanted to write more about my wrestle with my faith, but it feels very vulnerable.  I am going to try to do that today and I hope, as readers, you will remember my post about the wound that is still healing.  I am in the middle of healing this wound, maybe even at…

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With a clear lens

Today, I had an opportunity to exercise compassion for myself.  I decided after being mostly home sick for two days that I needed to get out.  I loaded up almost-three-year-old R in the car, which was hot from sitting out in the afternoon sun.  I gave him about three minutes of looking at gravel in…

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