Spiritual Reflection

I live very close to Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, comfortably in the suburbs, but I have many friends/acquaintances/former coworkers who work or live in or near the capitol complex. There may be riots there this weekend because of the presidential inauguration. Because the world didn’t have enough problems already. I know. Plus, no one has sent us […]

FF: I Do

CLICK THE FROG TO JOIN THE PARTY! Once upon a time, I remember you said: always count the cost. No one starts major construction without first counting the cost. Forever feels like a very long time to promise to anyone. My breath catches at the thought. Can we really do this? Really? Then, I remember. […]

Unto Us a Child Is Born

Okay, so Jesus probably was not born at the time of the Winter Solstice. This week, I was explaining to someone that – despite what it may seem in casual conversation at times – I’m Roman Catholic. My friend jokingly said – how many religions do you belong to? And I said – honestly – […]

Snowed In

I started this week’s spiritual reflection post knowing that I had to leave work a few hours early on Wednesday and had to work my full shift after shoveling out my driveway on Thursday. Now it’s Friday. I had to go to work today and after that, five workdays left on my two week notice […]

FF: Meet You There

CLICK FROG FOR ADMISSION Meet me at Coney Island, the one that never closes or dies. We will eat corn dogs and ride all the rides. I will win every prize. No. That’s not right. It wouldn’t be fun to win or to lose forever. I press my fingers against the wood coffin, and a […]

A Modest Proposal

Unlike other Christian writers, I often use sarcasm. As a Christian feminist, it feels like it is a given – at times – that I will do so. In theology school, I lost count of the number of times that one of the male, ordained professors would sort of muse out loud in front of […]

FF: Forever, Like This

Click the Frog to Join the Fun!  Waves whisper in their delicate, gentle way as they sweep up and over sun-baked sand. My head rests on your lap, safe and secure in the hot, musky scent of you. Your nimble fingers trace random patterns on my skin, each movement, each touch one of sensuous, deliberate […]

LTG: There Is Love

Hi God, It’s me again, the problem child. As it turns out, I do not have Covid-19. I should be happy about this, and I am, but mostly I am still quite exhausted. It’s this surreal moment that gives me a chance to reassess my life choices leading up to this moment in time. I […]