{ ShePonders: Lost Things } 11 Nov, 2014 My sweet son is notorious for losing things – pens, socks, even his phone. Once something has gone missing, he moves right along without noticing most of… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: Hear, O Israel } 14 Oct, 2014 I open my eyes. The morning light snuffs out the last embers of sleep. Hear, O Israel. I close my eyes. Lashes and lids become a wet… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ShePonders: My Present Embarrassment} 09 Sep, 2014 I got heartbreaking news recently. I’d seen it coming for weeks, but the audible words still knocked the wind out of me. Disappointment came first, the sensation… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: Women’s Work } 13 May, 2014 When I drop her off at school in the crisp morning, she turns to wave good-bye. She leaves me to my women’s work. I drive to the… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: Stations of the Cross } 15 Apr, 2014 We shuffled slowly into the sanctuary and between the pews. We, so young and squirrely, still uninitiated in hushed tones, moved in as much silence as we… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ShePonders: eyes that see } 11 Mar, 2014 I want to see and hear rightly, to be found responsive to God’s work in the world and a ready collaborator. I don’t want to be caught… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: We Belong to the Sixth Day of Creation } 11 Feb, 2014 We belong to the sixth day of creation. We belong to the dark, damp soil teeming with freshly created life. We stand as shared substance with all… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: Hope } 14 Jan, 2014 Growing up hope was a whispy dandelion. Hold its tender stem, blow, and watch all the florets move with the breeze, small against the bright sun and… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: Another Arrival } 03 Dec, 2013 Four hundred years of waiting for a Messiah who never came. Malachi said the day is coming… but no one arrived to save Israel. The prophets were… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
{ ShePonders: Margins } 05 Nov, 2013 We’ve seen life on the margins in Burundi. It looks like this: A cluster of grass huts, low to the ground, on the side of the road… Share:FacebookTwitteremail
