Last week the sunrises were stunning. During the winter I usually walk later in the day after the sun has had time to warm my path–I’m a wimp about the cold, especially with a strong north wind. But last week was unseasonably warm enough that I went on walks...
Last week when I wrote about setting our hearts on pilgrimage, I couldn’t help but think about how the life of a missionary sets one on pilgrimage. A missionary journeys to foreign places to join God in his sacred work. It’s an arduous–passing through the...
Do you have the heart of a pilgrim? Don’t worry. I’m not about to hand you a bushel of corn and sign you up for a Thanksgiving play. But last week, I read this verse in Psalms 84 and it caught my attention… “Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have...
In the last two posts I told you about an experience when Miguel washed my feet at the side of the river (you can read about it here and here). Today I’m sharing a prayer with you that I wrote after reflecting on my dirty feet and the story of Jesus washing his...
Last week I told you about Miguel washing my feet while I sat at the riverside in the Dominican Republic (you can read the full story here). My dirty feet took me down a path to see my heart in the story of Jesus washing his disciple’s feet, which also helped me see...
This spring I participated in a foot washing ceremony. Two actually. The first occasion was planned. I was part of a team who washed the feet of women who dedicate their lives to service. We took off the participants’ shoes, placed their feet in warm water, washed and...
