by Christine Sine I was reading through this old post today and felt that it flowed very well from yesterday’s post so decided to reblog it. Enjoy! Meanwhile, Jesus was…
by Christine Sine Over the last few months, Tom and I have been reading The Gratitude Diaries together. The author Janice tells of her year long experiment with gratitude. She…
by Christine Sine Sunday was the first sunny day we have had in Seattle for a long time. Tom and I walked around Greenlake, rejoicing in the daffodils with smiling…
Andy Wade – There are many current events that sap our emotions and threaten to drain our pool of empathy. Many refer to this as “compassion fatigue”. We arrive at…
Cynthia Helton — As I begin this, I want to state outright that I am not a member of clergy. I have no theological training – no experience in ministry…
by Christine Sine This morning I spilt wax from my Lenten candle all over the special altar I had so carefully put together for the season. It splattered my palm…
Ana Lisa de Jong — Lent. Speak to me. A word that holds such hidden depths. Take me on your hallowed ground, untouched, and unturned yet by heart or mind.…
By Keren Dibbens-Wyatt — At Fresh Mercies this year, I have been blogging about sight. Whether inner or outer, physical or spiritual, teamed with contemplation, It’s the primary tool of…
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