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  • Lady in Waiting

    In this life we cannot always do great things                   but we can do small things with great love.                                     (commonly attributed to Mother Teresa) This is no ancient fairytale told of an attending companion to one crowned by high birth this – no imagined fabulous fiction no mere myth of gods and goddesses. In…

  • Not so Empty Tomb

    Usually I imagine myself watching from afar with the other women on the day Jesus was crucified and buried.  This year, I feel as if I’m in the tomb.  We don’t know much about day two of that weekend — Saturday — the Gospels all seem to leap from Friday to Sunday.  But we know it certainly…

  • A Message of Hope this Friday

    Spring is usually my favorite time of the year. I love the tiny yellow green buds dotting the bare branches of winter and their promise of abundant new life.  I took a picture of such a tree on a brief walk the other day.  (As I live in New York City, I practiced social distancing…

  • Maundy Thursday

    Harp strings flutter their touch through me – Soothing my soul. “Holocaust” symphony – That does not flutter. It seeps into you – behind your eyes, within the wailing wall of your heart. How could such beauty and gentleness in the twinkling music Co-exist with the knowledge of such terror – knowing that this could…

  • Turning Point

    A time when a decisive change in a situation occurs, especially one with beneficial results. A point at which significant change occurs. Imagine a dancer. You choose. A ballerina spinning with supreme control. A modern dance interpretation. A jazz gyration. Swing dancing in synchronized, yet wild enthusiasm. A powerful footfall through hip hop. Do it…

  • It is Well with my Soul

    For our Sunday musical reflection this week, we will be highlighting a favorite hymn of so many, “It is Well with my Soul.”  As we go through dark times in our lives, for many this hymn brings them calm and hope.  Today we share two beautiful versions of the song, one with voice and one…

  • Hope

      I barely can sense it’s shiver of awakening. But. I stop in stillness, Searching for the shimmer. In a drawn down lip-line, In a shallow breath, In a tear-drop caught in its passage. My consciousness whispers that it’s there. My footsteps inch toward it. It must be! Because. I hope for it. By Susan…

  • Rain

    I have always envied my friends who love to live in rainy places.  There’s the friend who said, “I Iove to fall asleep to the sound of rain drops falling on my window sill.”  I didn’t understand it then, and I still don’t understand it now. I think I have always suffered from Seasonal Affective…

  • Sometimes, Heaven

    Sometimes, Heaven is right under your feet – shoes off, velveteen blades caressing your sole – soul. Sometimes, Heaven hides behind your furrowed brow – waiting – for the right moment to crawl down your cheek in a single tear into the light of day. Sometimes, Heaven floats on the gentle currents above – that…

  • Sustenance

    Weather not always balmy obstacles appear amid swirling wind and storms former experiences illumine strong ropes: faith, hope, love Biblical passages apply over centuries these guide provide balance become sources of courage and strength when mountains overwhelm grasp ropes tightly     I Corinthians 13 “ And now these three remain: faith, hope, love. But…

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