Sometimes I feel sorry for all the Transphobes and Homophobes out there.  What does it take, what cost do you have to pay,  to choose to live in fear instead of freedom?  And what are they frightened of?  Yep!  They’re frightened of us.  Petrified of you and me.  Really?  I did not know that we had so much power….

How good and comforting it is to know that the fact of His Presence did not depend on their feeling Him near.  He was near;  He was journeying with them.

Whispers of His Power – MAY 4 Jer. 3.4 (LXX):  Hast thou not called Me as it were a home? Home is one of our very dearest words, because all that we know of human love is wrapped up in it.  I have been applying this word, which comes only in the Septuagint, to our Sunday morning worship.  Hast… Continue reading Whispers of His Power – MAY 4

To Ramon Lull, who lived more than 600 years ago, crimson meant suffering.  He did not ask that he might wear the crimson garment sometimes, but always.  He wanted to be willing to die daily, ‘that his dress might be like that of his Beloved’.

‘Feet accustomed to the road to God can find it in the dark’

Don’t wait till ‘something happens’ that we must pray about, but praise for every day that ‘nothing happens’. 

The sense of our need is the condition of God’s help.