Thursday of the First Week of Advent The Lord brought me out into an open place,and rescued me because the Holy One delighted in me.Psalm 18:20 I slow my breathing as I less-than-gracefully ease into my yoga practice. The day… Continue reading

Wednesday of the First Week of Advent I treasure your promise in my heart,that I may not sin against you.Psalm 119:11 As evening comes I await that moment  when I can set down my work for the day and just… Continue reading

Tuesday of the First Week of Advent You will shelter them,so that those who love your Name may exult in you.Psalm 5:14 The afternoon sunlight lays ribbons across the floor, and as I contemplate this gift of light, I hear… Continue reading

But you, O Lord, are a shield about me;you are my glory, the one who lifts up my head.Psalm 3:3  The crisp cold of the morning greets me before I see the white and crystal layers on trees and buildings.… Continue reading

First long bike ride of the season, 12 miles on the canal trail. Sometime in January I threw in the towel with healthy habits. The stress, worry, grief, and exhaustion of the pandemic were…well,  a lot. I continued to hold… Continue reading

Easter Day Let everything that has breathpraise the Lord.Hallelujah!Psalm 150:6 Who will roll away the stone?When they looked up, they saw that the stone, which was very large, had already been rolled back Who will roll away the stone?look uplift your headopen your… Continue reading

Holy Saturday Will you wonders be known in the dark? or your righteousness in the country where all is forgotten? Psalm 88:13 weariness meets the morning bright and fresh and sorrow laden birds and blades of grass hold their breath… Continue reading

Good Friday For innumerable troubles have crowded upon me; my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see; they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails me. Psalm 40:13 the path leads to… Continue reading

Maundy Thursday When my spirit languishes within me, you know my path. Psalm 142:3 precious a shared meal with friends close at hand laughing and longing sacred offering to serve to touch to wipe clean the dust of the day… Continue reading

Wednesday in Holy Week   I am shaken by the noise of the enemy and by the pressure of the wicked Psalm 55:3 every time every time I come to this juncture I am caught off guard by the noise… Continue reading