On the Bridge

I'm wanting to write something about our upcoming journey to Belfast, Northern Ireland. I don't want to write for the sake of seeing my thoughts on a blog, but to craft a few words that express my hope for peace. I'm realizing that working at reconciliation that leads to peace, in my life and our world, is a process of living on the bridge. The bridge leads us to love one another. For me, it is living in contemplation, prayer, making art and offering hospitality and loving kindness to the travelors that cross.

With art and prayer we hope to live in a community of hope and love, creating and caring for the world that God has created. Pray for us on the bridge, pray for our ability to discern the needs of all that pass our way and to offer comfort in Christ.

Flames of Hope

The coming of Pentecost reminds us of our desire for newness of life. In Greek the word for "breath" and "spirit" are the same, connecting the Creation story found in Genesis with the coming of the Spirit in Acts and the possibility of being re-created into a "new person" that Paul talks about in his letters. A person filled with the Spirit of Christ will continue His work and mission to reconcile and heal.

Get connected

True wisdom comes from understanding that the universe is balanced on our actions, each and every one of us. Our understanding of the significance of this mystical fact leads us to an awesome conclusion: Each one of us is responsible for how the universe will unfold.

Belfast Inspiration

We're heading to Belfast, Northern Ireland to facilitate a workshop and create art on the peaceline. We have a love and connection with our friends in Ireland and have a lot to learn from their experience's in reconciliation. We are focusing on the "Bridge Building" that is taking place and hope that we can live upon the bridge, facilitating those drawn to cross it, attracted by the light of creation.

Dust in the Desert

Seventeen years in the desert without a roadmap. Dusty roads that have taken me to destinations that i would have never intensionally traveled. In the process I was formed into the newness of the spirit, forged in the heat of uncertainty. There is beauty in the desert if you are aware of the gentle wind that blows new meaning and understanding through your being. The journey has been lead by nothing less than grace.