This reflection was originally written and sent out with a weekly newsletter from the farm on which I was volunteering in August 2024. I have edited it here for understanding and audience.Continue reading “dirt-filled fingernails”
I have a worn index card in the front of my Bible with the words “wait on the Lord” on the front, followed by a list of verses. At some point aContinue reading “Lenten waiting”
61 days ago I came out of six weeks in the mountains in Wyoming. Yesterday, I went back to the mountains. This time to the Adirondacks – my home mountains in manyContinue reading “to be a refugee”
This reflection was originally written and sent out with a weekly newsletter from the farm on which I was volunteering in August 2024. I have edited it here for understanding and audience.Continue reading “dirt-filled fingernails”
I have a worn index card in the front of my Bible with the words “wait on the Lord” on the front, followed by a list of verses. At some point aContinue reading “Lenten waiting”
61 days ago I came out of six weeks in the mountains in Wyoming. Yesterday, I went back to the mountains. This time to the Adirondacks – my home mountains in manyContinue reading “to be a refugee”
how faint a whisper 