a fellow campus chaplain and i were talking earlier today about how hard it is to get our students to commit to things (especially far in advance).* it’s another challenge to add to the “what in the world” list. no worries, there is no actual list that we avidly monitor. the mere thought of starting…
unexpected love
so i bought some roses this morning, a last-minute decision, and encouraged students to hand them out on this love-celebration-day. by 5pm, there were still many roses left so i took some and decided to hand them out randomly to women on campus. it was priceless. encounter 1 (sitting on a bench) would you like a…
how new phones help you grieve
i’m not unique and i’m not exactly jumping over the moon. yay. 3 cheers. i have an iphone. and upon receipt of my latest gadget/upgrade, i proceeded to complete what i should have completed weeks ago…transfer all my contacts to my laptop. i didn’t upgrade from one smart phone to another but from a rather…
a sanctuary poem
[set to Tenebrae: Second Movement performed by Kronos Quartet] Reminder number one: walk slowly. Steps matter Smoke rises to greet the sky afraid. Is it enough? I sat on the floor today Carpet circa 1995 Tough grey-brown, bland #11 Comfortless reliability stretched for meters around my exhausted frame Lean brown-skinned girl, twisted locks set ponytail-like…
stuff i forget to write about
i read a utmost devotional that messed my head up in a really great way the other day. i was particular struck by the words “Until others learn to draw on the life of the Lord Jesus directly, they will have to draw on His life through you. You must literally be their source of…
what am i doing here?
sometimes i doubt that i’m doing my job well. the skeptics, the know-it-alls, the stakeholders, their opinions and my own insecurities clutter my mind and i end up overwhelmed. frozen. unable to move on to the next best thing, i find myself in a familiar posture–sitting at my desk, head in hands, eyes leaking. but that’s…
sleepless nights
it’s not the first time i’ve been unable to remain in that free state called sleep, the minutes and hours of peace that i often crave. no one gets on your real nerves when you’re sleeping. no one rudely interrupts your true concentration when you’re sleeping. you can change the way your dream is going,…