A Spiritual Journey Through Creativity
If you have an Instagram account, you’ve probably seen the top 9 posts recently. You can enter your handle and you’ll get a photo of the top 9 liked posts from the past year. When I checked out mine a week ago, I wasn’t surprised by what I saw. I think these 9 photos sum… Continue reading 2018
I went to yoga this morning with the intention of slowing down and resting on my mat. Our teacher had something different in mind. So many vinyasas and twists and balances… lots of deep breathing and sweating too. This was not the calm, restful Christmas Eve morning I had planned for myself. But, while building… Continue reading Turing Toward
Often when we try to repair something, we do it in a way that makes the repair invisible. One might put a patch on the backside of a hole in the knees of jeans so that the spot isn’t as apparent. When repairing a tear in a couch or chair, it’s done in a way… Continue reading Making Visible
On a youth retreat several years ago I used various passages from Psalms to help the group recognize the importance of remembering. While the Hebrew people were wandering in the wilderness, when they were displaced from their homeland, they remembered. They remembered that God never failed them. They recounted the stories — the places and… Continue reading Remember and Repair
A few weeks before Advent began I saw an email from Jan Richardson about an online retreat she would be hosting during the four weeks leading up to Christmas. I considered it but decided to wait a little longer to make my decision. Then, a couple days later, a friend sent me a message asking… Continue reading Wandering in the Wilderness
I had no idea that when we started tearing up the carpet last May that I would be sitting in my living room on the first Sunday of Advent looking at an air compressor and nail gun and everything else that is cluttering the space. Of course, projects always take longer than expected, but this… Continue reading Dust, Disorder and Dis-ease
This weekend I had the opportunity to walk down memory lane in some very tangible ways. On Friday night, most of my family gathered together at Church of the Saviour United Methodist to celebrate my dad’s retirement from ministry. It felt familiar and distant all at the same time. We came to this church in… Continue reading From Where I Came
I wonder when I won’t be surprised that something in my life happened decades ago? Aging is an odd thing. This came up for me the other day because as I was preparing to take my dogs for a walk I needed to put on a hat because it’s already winter and where did fall… Continue reading The Memories Held in a Hat
The last time I stood behind that lectern was the spring of 2013, just a few months before I’d graduate from Christian Theological Seminary with a Masters of Divinity degree. I was standing there because I’d been asked to preach in Chapel. That’s often how these things happen. I don’t necessarily need to preach or… Continue reading Past, Present & Future
It’s only been five weeks since my last race. The app I use for training didn’t have a five week half marathon training plan (go figure), so I used a 10k plan to help keep me moving for the race this morning. I’m not sure it was the best plan, but I just needed to… Continue reading Number Fifteen
Anne Brock 