Posts filed under: Communication

We are to be the Light in This World

“You are burning lamps who the Lord has established on his sacred mountain to illuminate the darkness of the world by your word and example.” Elisabeth of Schonau, wrote this...

Speaking Truth, in Love and Grace

I know we’ve all been there. Where we’ve worried about someone. Felt disconcerted about some choices they were making. And we wrestled with whether we should say something. Wondering if...

The Importance of Listening to One Another’s Stories

Our stories matter. Stories are an entry point for us to become known. Where the fertile space is cleared for greater understanding, compassion and appreciation. Where others can be inspired...

A Transformative Dinner Discussion

I am delighted to have one of my articles “A Transformative Dinner Discussion” published on “Around the Table” today! “It started just before dinner. As our three teenaged sons began...

A Grand Inheritance

My two grandsons, both around a year and half old, are in the developmental stage where they are astutely watching everything around them. They seem especially interested in observing people....

We are called to be different. So we can make a difference.

This year has been unsettling. So many dark threads, events, circumstances have become woven into its fabric. It has been a season where trouble and tricksters have been afoot. Where...

Supporting A Loved One Who Struggles With Health Issues

  I was pleased to have one of my articles, “Lessons I’ve Learned While Supporting My Son With Crohn’s Disease” recently published on “The Mighty“. The Mighty is a great...

With Love, Ruth and Naomi

The three widows were travelling down the dusty, dirt road. And suddenly, they stopped, and began to talk. And as they talked they began to weep, clinging to each other....

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing

Sometimes it is hard to recognize darkness. For it can come dressed up in a nice suit, pretty packaging, and a smooth sales pitch. Because it is slick and alluring,...

Rewriting A Legacy

His dark eyes glared, his face flushed, his breathing heavy. Agitated, he could barely sit still. A teacher had brought him to my office, because she had caught him fighting...