Psalm 37:19-40: Their Steps Do Not Slip

One of the more helpful ways to understand trauma is to acknowledge that experiencing a trauma is not the end of its effect. Those who undergo traumatic events cannot fully process the happening in the moment, and perhaps not even until much later in their life, depending on the trauma. Shelley Rambo puts this beautifullyContinue reading “Psalm 37:19-40: Their Steps Do Not Slip”

The Grace of God

A sermon delivered to the people of Christ Episcopal Church in Bowling Green, KY on Ash Wednesday, February 14, 2018 on 2 Corinthians 5:20b-6:10 and Matthew 6:1-6,16-20. It is often noted that there is a brilliant paradox of reading Jesus’ warning in the sermon on the mount, “Beware of practicing your piety before others inContinue reading “The Grace of God”

In the Reflection of the Chalice Cup

I tend to think in metaphors; if I can get a metaphor out of my brain and have it actually make sense to others then it means that I have begun to grasp whatever important concept I am trying to more fully understand. Early on in my discernment to the priesthood, a metaphor stuck, andContinue reading “In the Reflection of the Chalice Cup”

Being Found by God

A sermon delivered to the people of Christ Episcopal Church in Bowling Green, KY on John 1: 43-51 on the Second Sunday after Epiphany, January 14, 2018. In 2010, Marina Abramovic, an experiential artist who creates exhibits that challenge and engage the viewer, had an exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art entitled “The ArtistContinue reading “Being Found by God”

The Mess of the Middle

It was a warm New Year’s Day at a monastery in Cullman, Alabama years ago that I first accepted that I am a mess. I distinctly remember writing in my journal, a new practice at the time, “What if I will always be a mess?”. I was young and hopeful, but also naive about myselfContinue reading “The Mess of the Middle”

There’s a Stirring

There is much stirring about in the denomination of which I was once a part, and with all my heart, I hope it continues to be and becomes a holy stirring towards a more faithful reading of scripture. I have spoken much of my love for my former tradition; that those who raised me, bothContinue reading “There’s a Stirring”

Finding My Voice in Wide Open Spaces

A new friend of mine, Mitch, asked me to write a guest blog on his site, Create Grace, for his Music Changed Me series. At the conference where I met Mitch, I remember walking in and genuinely trying to decide how much of myself and my vocation I would share with these people. After goingContinue reading “Finding My Voice in Wide Open Spaces”

Where is the Hope?

    We were all sitting around our curry dishes in an annual birthday celebration, when we noticed that the rain that had been going for days took a turn toward the troubling. The rain fell so thick that seeing even a short distance became impossible, so my friends and I decided to cut ourContinue reading “Where is the Hope?”

And I Prayed: A Woman’s First Time

I continue to have firsts in the church; today, I taught my first class. While it doesn’t quite compare to serving Eucharist, it was certainly reminiscent of experiencing that first. Last November, after I prayed and served my first Eucharist, I wrote this reflection of the experience. Today was reminiscent of that experience, because, yetContinue reading “And I Prayed: A Woman’s First Time”

Reflection: Not everyone needs a chaplain

My first few days I struggled with feeling as if I wasn’t being chaplainy enough. I would spend time with the patients, and quickly, I would learn if their children were wonderful, or if they provided a source of anxiety, I learned where they lived, what they did, and generally, whether I wanted to know it or not, theirContinue reading “Reflection: Not everyone needs a chaplain”