Uncrowd our hearts, God, until silence speaks to us in your still small voice. Turn us from the hearing of words, and the making of words, and the confusion of much speaking. Let us possess ourselves for these few brief moments undistracted, waiting, with all our hopes listening for your footsteps. (Samuel H. Miller, Prayers for Daily Use [New York: Harper & Bros., 1957], page 35)
The storm is over, the adventure begins
Stepping away from the Great Debate
Two words for today: "but God..."
Eucharist - four unorthodox views
About "Mother God" and inclusive language
My "fifteen minutes of fame" - Just how shocking is the Gospel?
An amazing workshop that was not in San Diego
A testimony of different people - different spiritual gifts
"Over my shoulder, a backward glance..."
Looking for "my place in this world"
Reflecting on being a ragamuffin
Seeking strength in brokenness
I, too, am stumbling toward faith
Which Psalm 23 are you living?
Walking another path...for a while
So what kind of position would you like?
Brennan Manning is my soul brother
Fireball XL5, Thunderbirds, and the world of tomorrow
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