(Yes, I'm playing catchup here. Yes, this was supposed to be posted two days ago. It was a long/tiring day at work and I just wasn't motivated to be on top of it. So both the post and the photo are from today.) On those years when I take up the photo-a-day challenge for Advent... Continue Reading →

My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked with favor on the lowliness of his servant. Surely, from now on all generations will call me blessedLuke 1:46-48 The world is a vast place. We miss so much of it—especially the very big and the very small.... Continue Reading →

For many of us, before we even know what's happening to us, we are dipped in a pool (basin) of water and declared to be a child of God.

1 My soul cries out with a joyful shoutthat the God of my heart is great,and my spirit sings of the wondrous thingsthat you bring to the ones who wait.You fixed your sight on your servant’s plight,and my weakness you did not spurn,so from east to west shall my name be blest.Could the world be... Continue Reading →

Of all human encounters, I do not believe there is much that can compare to the sharing of a meal and fellowship with friends when it comes to experiencing the bountiful extent of God's love. My apologies to Dawn for not realizing the blemish in the photo and retaking it.

We lit the third advent candle last Sunday. This was Gaudete Sunday—or Rejoice Sunday. Waiting is hard, but when we see the third candle lit, we know that the promise of the nativity is almost here. And with that, we look forward with Joy and Gladness to the end of the wait. We are living... Continue Reading →

Stir up in us O Lord: the passion to embrace the stranger the desire to love our enemy the eye to find beauty in all your creation the will to be a power for change the hope for a world as you meant it to be and a good pot of soup to nourish our... Continue Reading →

Today is my birthday. We took the opportunity to share dinner with the kids via Zoom. The thousands of miles physically separating us was unable to keep us from getting together.

Capturing the light, looking for the perfect glint, it's making her wait. In her open palm expectation of wonder. Does only she see?

I am going meta today. It was a day of travel with very little opportunity to get any photos… especially something as (visually) abstract as compassion. So instead, I am going to post an empty image and beg for everyone’s compassion in my failure today to see/capture an act of compassion.