On the seventh day of Christmas my True Love gave to me…the seven-fold Spirit. Of all the gifts given us by our True Love, this one is the most intimate! This is the one that makes “Emmanuel” mean something! “God With Us” becomes “God Within Us” because of this gift: Read more…
On the sixth day of Christmas my True Love gave to me…six days of nature. Beauty. Adventure. Science. Revelation! All these are what our True Love brought us in this gift. God make the world and everything that is in it in six days…out of nothing…except the words from His Read more…
On the fifth day of Christmas my True Love gave to me…five healing wounds! The wounds in His hands are to cure all the wounds we receive at the hands of others, and all those our own hands cause. The wounds in His feet are medicine for the wounds we Read more…
On the fourth day of Christmas my True Love gave to me…four gospels! We have four accounts of Jesus’ earthly life. Sometimes they match up exactly and other times seem very different. Eye-witness accounts are that way. We remember different details, see things from a unique vantage point. Each of Read more…
On the third day of Christmas my True Love gave to me… three witnesses. As a follower of Jesus, I am ever in process…sometimes I look more like Jesus and sometimes much less. It is in those “less” times that I have doubts and questions about whether I am truly Read more…
On the second day of Christmas my True Love gave to me…two births! If you are reading this, you have been born once. You have 23 sets of chromosomes. You are a human. In coming to earth as a human, Jesus brought us the gift of second birth. All who Read more…
This day of celebration can be so obscured by the food and the gift-giving that we miss the important, far-reaching gifts brought by the One who truly loves us. On each of the next twelve days, I will be posting a short meditation on what our Bridegroom has brought us Read more…
It all started with some bad housekeeping… I had bought some sweet potatoes that somehow never made it to the table. Instead they languished in the cupboard, waiting to be used, enjoyed for the purpose for which they were grown. The days grew longer, and the sweet orange roots began Read more…
Christmas is coming. I know when that’s happening, and I am not ready! I know what is expected; I know what I want to have done; and I know how few days I have left. Yet here I am, unprepared. Advent! The Bridegroom comes! Jesus said even He did not Read more…
Moses had led the nation of Israel through forty summers of blistering heat and brutal thunderstorms. He longed for his last words to them to be like the gentle rains of winter and the trickling dews of spring. Oh, how we love the tender sprouts of spring here in the Read more…