“The winter solstice marks the onset of winter, it is the shortest day. The winter solstice falls on 21 December each year, when the day is shortest and the night is longest. The day is celebrated across the globe as a symbol of the Earth’s rebirth, the changing seasons and …
I began this webpage while I was still in seminary, in fact creating this website, one of the ministries I worked on, was a requirement for graduation. Ever since that time in 2009, I’ve experienced many changes, many losses. How about you? Is that the theme in your life too? …
In my opinion, dogwoods are the loveliest flowering trees. I delight seeing them emerge from green buds into beautiful white flowers. It only takes a few days of warm, we’ve had plenty of those lately, and dogwoods are in full bloom. No matter what tragic news erupts; sad reports of …
This morning, while walking this sweet hymn, “I am standing in the need of prayer” came to mind. As soon as I got home, I found it on YouTube and played it a few times to let the words sink in.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kyd1M3U5VsQLately, I long a to be in a prayerful community. …
In this short Life that only lasts an hour How much – how little – is within our power Emily Dickenson Psychology Today article “Grieving the Death of an Adult Child” struck a familiar chord in me. I am mourning the death of my oldest son who died at age 50. …
Daffodilsby William WordsworthI wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o’er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending …
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. ~Seneca Ne beginnings have so much promise. That is why we love celebrating New Years. I officiated two New Year’s Eve weddings. Bringing two people together to celebrate their commitments gives me joy. One wedding was private in the home of …
The Gabos family working in the flower shop before Valentine’s Day. My father was born February, 22 1907 in Budapest Hungary. Fifty plus years later, the day the newspaper reporter came to interview my family remains etched on my memory. I recall feeling apprehensive as the reported talked to us. My parents’ …
January 16 and 17 I attended a Prayer Bead Retreat at Camp MInnescah. It could not have been a more beautiful weekend. Twenty women gathered to learn about the history of prayer beads in many different religious traditions. Amazing, we Protestants are discovering their unique properties to aid in …
My enthusiasm for Camp Mennoscah has deep roots. Roots that go back to my childhood. The very word camp brings back memories of my years as a Hungarian Girl Scout in Cleveland Ohio. You might be thinking, “you must have meant to say American Girl Scout,” but no, Hungarians formed …