Life

Heavy Hearted Holidays

I enter this season heavy hearted. As I write the weather is cooling, the leaves turning, falling. This year I feel sadness and anger. A dear friend died and I can’t think of a good reason for it.

A Day in the Life

Overnight, the temperature had plummeted to far below freezing. Our shallow end of the lake must have frozen in an instant. I imagined it happening almost cartoon- like, perhaps to the sound of a single chime from a tinkle bell.

On Boundaries

When we are empty, there is nothing to give. Sometimes, from that empty state, we give anyway. This can lead to renewed energy in the short term: It’s refreshing to take our eyes off ourselves. After all, isn’t our purpose to serve?

A Journey to Justice

The young people looked at me and asked, “Moksanim (pastor), what good is the gospel if all it offers is life after death and does nothing to help us with this life, here and now?” I had no answer for them.

When Peace Broke Out

A young German soldier climbs out of the trenches with a flag of truce and walks right into the gun sights of the other side. Soon men from both sides put down their weapons and walk into No Man’s Land as peace breaks out in the midst of war.

A Day in the Life

Not all of our days are like this. But for me, this specimen day in some way captures the very essence of what it means to live here. That’s why I call it a specimen day, an extraordinary sample day that speaks its essence into the everyday.

A Requiem for Squirrel?

It was a sad day. It snowed the night before, a skiff of the fresh stuff dusting everything. In a grove of large white spruce trees, right at the base of one of them, there was a small patch of fresh blood.