You would give anything to hear his voice again: the way his words resonated in your chest, your heart; the timbre of his laughter; how he would, in the most ordinary...

You wake, and the awful wave of remembering washes over you. It is as if it has happened all over again: the dying, the loss, the utter and unfathomable goneness of...

Waiting. Keeping watch. In the hours and minutes and moments of his dying, breathing with him, breathing for him, every breath catching in your throat and rattling through your breaking heart,...

We press deeper into Holy Week, and the momentum grows. There is no stopping the events that will unfold from here. But lest we rush toward what lies ahead, a table...

Letting go, giving in, falling into the mystery. This is not easy, especially when the mystery becomes painful. Several years ago, my husband, Gary, died after developing complications during what we...

Even as he prepares to leave this world, Jesus retains a passionate interest in it. He does not consider this life a mere prelude to heaven. He wants us to perceive...

Today reminds me how much the season of Lent resembles the season of Advent. Waiting, preparation, anticipation; living in the now and the not yet; the call to recognize God in...

As Jesus enters Jerusalem with friends and followers waving palms, not swords, we see again into the heart of God. A significant detail (often overlooked) noted by Matthew, Mark, and Luke...

Today’s passages again invite us to a blended vision: the struggle and agony of Psalm 31 and the exultation of Philippians. How can both be true? The God we see through...

We want to turn away. We haven’t yet reached Palm Sunday! Why are we asked to preview all the terrible anguish to come? We will have to face it, read it...