Spiritual mothers.

When I was in seminary, I was adopted by several spiritual mothers. Many of these women were unmarried or had no children of their own, and they poured into me by mentoring, listening, praying, and investing in me. I had moved to Boston when I was twenty-two, knowing no one, packing my Ford Escort to the

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I’ve Got You.

I learned a simple phrase from the queen of posing, Sue Bryce. She is the one who taught me to pose women with confidence, to pose myself. I know that I can make a woman feel beautiful in her photos by posing them properly. But it isn’t just the pose; it is the trust that

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Reflections on Spiritual Formation.

Fifteen years ago, I taught a course on spiritual formation at a beautiful Christian college. The term “spiritual formation” generally refers to the process by which the Holy Spirit makes us more like Jesus, but in the context of church history or current practice it usually focuses on a few distinct practices; things like solitude,

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Longing for Settled.

Last Friday was a significant day for our family: we moved. If you yourself have ever moved, you know that Moving Day is like running through the tape of the finish line, only to discover that they have placed another finish line about a mile down the road. Everything you own is in a box.

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Or You Could Rest.

You will probably find that this is a common theme in my posts: Jesus calls us to rest. That’s it. Because I don’t know about you, but I struggle to apply this to my life. How do I rest? Is he just talking about my salvation? No? Okay, then how do I live in this

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The Same Power.

She went early, while it was still dark- on a morning like this. John 20 provides the details. She went to the tomb–she who had stood beside his mother at the crucifixion, who had been there when they buried him–now she comes in the early morning to annoint his body. But he is not there. She

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He Drank It All.

Tommorrow is Maundy Thursday, which sounds ancient and mysterious. In many ways, it stands at the divide between the Cross and the rest of time–the entrance into a moment toward which all of history had pointed, a moment that would be referenced by every moment to come. “Maundy” is the old word for mandate. On

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Welcoming Limitations.

For the past year or so, the over-arching theme in God’s lessons for me has been simple: Respect Your Limits. Respect the boundaries I have set and the weaknesses I have given you. Sigh. As you can imagine, these are not easy lessons to learn. I would like to burn the candle at both ends

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