When the River Floods

When the River Floods

I couldn’t get to the dock today because the river was overflowing. Flooded. As I looked around, I noticed yellow caution tape preventing access to the flooded parking lot and stairs. The bridge accessing the dock could barely be seen underneath many feet of water. As...
An End and A Beginning

An End and A Beginning

I felt both thrilled and sad Sunday night when I turned in my very last school assignment. Though I still have dissertation revisions ahead, my coursework is finished. Done. No more assignments. My five-year spiritual formation masters and doctoral program coursework...
Beauty from Weakness

Beauty from Weakness

I recently returned from Ireland and learned that rivers speak to me in that beautiful country, just as they do in my country. The accent may be slightly different, but I can clearly understand a river’s message in any country. As I walked miles along the Avonmore...