The bells chime for worship. I am walking away from them. My path leads me deeper into the woods, through a cathedral of trees. A lush carpet of green stretches away to my left. Low hanging clouds reflect on the…
Writing Lessons | Part III Today’s book-writing goal was lost to oversleeping. However, a few things on my helpful writing lessons list don’t actually happen in an obvious way, or while I’m writing at all. 7. Running. Running is a spiritual practice for…
A Run at Letting Go This morning I awoke before my alarm. I lay there in a state half way between prayer and dreaming. After about 20 minutes of coming more fully awake I pushed myself out of the bed…
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Heroic Journey Today I ran my second long race. A half marathon. I ran my first in April of this year and wrote about it here. Since my run in April, I’ve continued to train. I was consistent except during…
Slowing Down* Tuesday Morning – I’m out for a run in the neighborhood around the seminary. The day dawns clear and pleasant. I check my watch and calculate. I’ve got 30 minutes before I have to be back and showering…
Forgiveness Tonight I’m feeling the satisfaction of a full and good day. It held prayer and writing, running and planning, silence and conversation. I’m at St. John’s for a few days to work on an academic writing project. The setting…
Cry of Absence The mornings are so hot already. It’s only June. But heat + humidity = heat index of unbearable. I rolled out early to run this morning. Wednesdays rarely hold any exercise. Full days followed by church and…
Race Day 4:00 a.m. – the crickets in my phone start chirping. 4:33 a.m. – I’m driving down my driveway eating breakfast in the car – hard boiled eggs and a couple slices of very crunchy bacon and white bread,…