Tag Archive: God

God in the bumps

  God comes to you disguised as your life, said Paula D’Arcy. I read this today and it rung true. Long ago, as a small girl with pigtails, I thought of my future life as a straight line forward. There were neither bumps, potholes or sharp curves. Instead there was... Read More

September 29, 2016 2 Comments

Creating a new gospel and justifying killing

Over the years I have made some Muslim friends. Some of them like spicy food. Some don’t. Some of them listen to rap, others to classical music. Some of them are good at the times tables. Some of them suck. Some of them are skinny, others are a bit meatier.... Read More

December 10, 2015 4 Comments

Thich Nhat Hanh and me

“To love without knowing how to love wounds the person we love,” said Thich Nhat Hanh and I said ouch. Over the years I have done so much loving that I think I deserve champion status. I have loved cats (well, not so much) and dogs, kids, friends, neighbors, orphans,... Read More

November 20, 2015 6 Comments

When my life is viewed from a mountain top

I was standing at a mountain top looking down at the world. From my point of view it all looked so small, like a toy-world.  Inside the houses people may have been arguing or making pancakes. Perhaps they were cleaning the fridge or reading a book. It was impossible to... Read More

October 28, 2015 7 Comments

Explaining God and understanding falling in love

The fairest thing we can experience is the mysterious, said Albert Einstein. I agree with him.  Its a little sad that we are able to explain everything, dissect everything, take everything apart until what you are left with is an atom, and even an atom has many parts that we... Read More

July 8, 2015 3 Comments

How far does your love reach?

It was the mother who kissed her baby girl I remember the most from my last trip to Sittwe, Myanmar, a few weeks ago. She held her baby up to her face and kissed her while she breathed deeply and smelled the lovely smell only one’s baby has. It hit... Read More

May 20, 2015 2 Comments

For Elise

Dear Elise, This morning I looked through an old album of photos of when you were little and thought about how fast time has passed. All mothers do this. When our children leave home, we get all sentimental and miss those years when our kids still needed us to tie their shoes... Read More

August 26, 2014 4 Comments