I Am An Alchemist

Psst . . . Would you harness all your extra energetic atoms and come close in here for a moment? I want to tell you a special little something . . . For 32 years I've been walking around the sun and with every turn about the calendar I've learned that I'm unfurling into more of who I was born to be; discovering dots, connecting threads, sketching ideas, chasing the Spirit around all the places so I can ask him all the questions all the time - just for the joy of scribbling what I hear on the scratchpad [ read more... ]

Deck Your Heart

Right now? I’ve got nothing else to offer this space full of Deeper readers then my Advent heart. I am completely consumed by “coming” and would you sit where you are long enough to watch me pour myself all over an ancient manger? Pour myself out even though the thought of giving you my heart feels at least 6 million kinds of vulnerable, as if I were the one spreading my legs for all the world to see while pushing the crown of God’s head into the hay. But, if ever there is time and space [ read more... ]

What I’m Hungry For

Will you hear what I am hungry for? How I can eat moments like my first and last and only meal? Moments. Moments of stillness and quiet, with just enough length to take an extra breath, speak a gentle "I'm here, Abba" and be mindful that behind the air I inhale is another galaxy of meaning and mystery - it's heaven waiting in the wings for the sprinkling of God-children spread all over the earth to bring a piece of the celestial into earth-time. (Try it and see . . . With just one beautiful, [ read more... ]

Adoption: An EPIC Update

The 200-year-old wood floor is unyielding beneath my bent legs; I'm writing this one from my knees, neck and fingers arched low and right now I have the kind of body that makes big Spirit-noise. Listen . . . God has something in His sleeve and thread by thread He's pulling that sleeve back and the small amounts of His skin being revealed chokes me up and falls me down. Soon we're going to see the whole cosmic arm stretched before us and behind us and moving earth with giant sweeping motions to [ read more... ]

Prodigal God

{Prodigal: 1. Recklessly extravagant. 2. Giving or yielding profusely; lavish. 3. Lavishly abundant; profuse.} It's time, my dear friends. Pull your heart up next to mine and His and would you let me tell you a story of a recklessly extravagant God? Because I'm bursting with the magic and the tears and the giant-high laughter of having the miraculous all over my skin and I would spill this sensation all over you, too . . . Maybe it will mean something or touch somewhere or offer the seed-hope of [ read more... ]