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Sundays

For the second time in my ministry, I am appointed to family leave.  The first time was when my older daughter was one.  As she grew and became more aware and fun, I struggled with the competing roles of mother and pastor, not unlike many working parents.  It hurt when I picked her up fromContinue reading “Sundays”

Pastor Mother

As I leave the school office to walk to my younger daughter’s classroom, I wonder who else I will get to see.  This school, the closest elementary to my church, is filled with “my” kids.  Not just the two I birthed, but many more from my congregation.  The hallway is crowded, and I see Eleanor. Continue reading “Pastor Mother”

Embodied

I am thrilled to be a part of the blog tour for Lee Ann M. Pomrenke’s forthcoming book Embodied: Clergy Women and the Solidarity of a Mothering God. Each day of the blog tour, a different clergy woman will share a story of being clergy and mother. I invite you to check them out eachContinue reading “Embodied”

You are Good

You are good.  The goodness of God is inside you, and the Holy Spirit prompts you to act out of that goodness.  The fruit of the Spirit outlined in Galatians 5: 22-23 is “love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.” The Greek word ἀγαθωσύνη (agathosune) means intrinsic goodness, theContinue reading “You are Good”

faith+lead

The faith + leader at Luther Seminary published an article I wrote about my cancer journey. Click on the link above to read it.

Peonies

My paternal grandparents’ farm has one long driveway that is a semicircle. The main driveway was gravel, but there was another part of the driveway, dirt, that went behind the house back to the highway. Along that dirt driveway, my grandpa planted peonies. Every spring when they bloomed was exciting. When Marty and I wereContinue reading “Peonies”

Hefted

Before we left for our Celtic pilgrimage, Rev. Mike Miller warned us that we might feel “hefted” to Iona. Hefting is a common practice among shepherds, where sheep are allowed to graze without fences.  The ewes teach their lambs where to graze, and therefore feel a sense of belonging to a certain area.  As predicted,Continue reading “Hefted”

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