rooted in

(IN) Darkness

(IN) Darkness

Last Friday, my mom called 911. She was having trouble breathing, much more trouble than usual. She’s 80, and she has COPD. Her already weak lungs were compromised by viral pneumonia. She is recovering slowly, feeling the limitations of her body. We are in a new season, a season I would never choose for her, a season of loss. Loss of independence. Loss of control. Loss of even breath. We are bumping around in the dark. Praying and feeling our way through. Trusting we will find God present with us, even as God is present (IN) us. Maybe, like me, you’re feeling your way through a dark space in life. If so, I offer you (and me) some words from rooted (IN).

Life Is in the Roots (or how I began writing rooted IN)

Life Is in the Roots (or how I began writing rooted IN)

This place of connection is the place where truth and wisdom break in.  So I lifted a question.  Why is connection so important to you, God? Connection with you, with ourselves, with others? The response came—every point of connection is a connection with him. God in us.  God in others.  God in everything he’s made.  Not in a pantheistic, the tree is God, kind of way.  But in a sacramental, seeing and touching the holy, kind of way.