What “toast, boast, and oath” might you offer this January?

We must unstick our minds if we want to bring change into the world.

Life doesn't have to be ever-upward in order to be well-lived.

Advent encourages us to be present in each moment of waiting.

When the holy month of Ramadan approaches, it becomes a beautiful reminder to return to myself.

I want to be shaped in a way that lets me serve the eternal.

Spirit of Life and Love, help me to notice when I am hooked.

Maybe hope is fleeting. It leaves and returns again; there’s beauty in its impermanence.

The wilderness alongside every moment, sprawling in each direction, holds more than the silence that theologians imagine of God.

A white woman pulled over and ran over to me with a shopping bag. As I looked down at the bag, I had very mixed emotions.

People move places for jobs, relations, opportunities, escape, hindering our ability to put down new roots. And yet, we carry a constancy: the still, quiet voice within.

In real life, we can only place the pieces, one by one, and see what kind of picture we create. Sometimes we turn out to have chosen the wrong piece. Sometimes the picture is wildly unexpected.

“Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.” —Alice Walker I had finally begun to relax—a bit. We were en route to Pennsylvania. My friend, a formal part of our “framily,” was visiting. We decided a visit to a crayon factory was the perfect winter outing for toddlers. The day was clear...