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I have started this blog a dozen times. I intended to talk about the new year, new beginnings – resolutions, hope and all that. 2025 was overwhelming, hard, and just overall too much. So new year, new vibes?   And then 2026 gave us more war, more ICE attacks and the killing of Renee Nicole Goode by a federal agent in week one. Although we experienced intense chaos, reckless federal overreach and nearly daily news stories showing our most vulnerable neighbors having their prot

I started this blog last week. A blog about peace in the second week of advent. Maybe I’ll get back to that one sometime. But in the midst of writing about Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's’ poem, Christmas Bells, and peace on earth good-will to men I experienced something that every American parent dreads and my outlook on peace was  . . . Shifted? Shaken? Shattered?  We got this text in our family group chat from my daughter, a junior in high school, at about 10am on Monday morn

Photo by Max Beck on Unsplash O Holy night!   The stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birthLong lay the world in sin and error pining'Til He appeared and the soul felt its worthA thrill of hope the weary world rejoicesFor yonder breaks a new and glorious morn (O Holy Night – one of my fav Christmas songs!)   Hope. The first week of advent we consider hope and I feel in need of the reminder of the hope we have as Christ followers, the hope we hold

I mentioned when I spoke at our Reflecting and Reimaging event that my remarks stemmed from a blog I was working on. This is that blog - if you were at our event most of it will be familiar, with some polishing and editing! When Esther’s words were reported to Mordecai,   13  he sent back this answer: “Do not think that because you are in the king’s house you alone of all the Jews will escape.   14  For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews wi