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 …
by Christine Sine Over these first few weeks of Lent I have spent a lot of time reflecting on the theme Let Fear Become Love. I started with thinking about …
Andy Wade – Yesterday was International Women’s Day. I want to thank all the women who, over the years, have guided, challenged, taught, nurtured, and blessed me. I can only …
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