Tag Archives: Esther Hizsa

The Human Reason

 A leper came to him begging him, and kneeling he said to him, “If you choose, you can make me clean.”  Moved with pity, Jesus[stretched out his hand and touched him, and said to him, “I do choose. Be made … Continue reading →

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You Know Enough

We have known and believe the love that God has for us.–1 John 4:16a (NRSVUE) The word for this new year that came to you –of all the words, this one and of all people, you– what if it isn’t what you should be but … Continue reading →

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Count Yourself In

The gull stood on a rock in the sea.Ferry wash struck the rock and drenched her. She shifted her stance but remained, webbed feet on cold mount,as another wave splashed over her,then, another,and another. Why does she keep standing there? The next … Continue reading →

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The Word Became Flesh

The Word became flesh and blood,    and moved into the neighbourhood.We saw the glory with our own eyes,    the one-of-a-kind glory,    like Father, like Son,Generous inside and out,    true from start to finish.-John 1:14 (The Message) Credits and References:Image of candle from Rawpixel Creative … Continue reading →

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When Love Happens

To loveand be loved.We were made for this.Love created the earth, the stars, the seas.Everything and everyone was made of You,from Loveby Love,for Love. Love is the one thing needed,the command that keeps all others. To see what love does–there … Continue reading →

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A Walk with Rod Part 2

Hey friends, Remember when I wrote about my mom loving me the way I wanted to be loved the day after I went for a walk with a friend and talked about accepting that she loves me the way she … Continue reading →

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Colloquy 2*

I awoke to find a blanket of yellow covering the lawn. Other fading leaves still clung to the tree. Eventually, they would tire, loosen their grip and be vulnerable to the next brisk breeze.  Then, my dear tree will stand naked while rain pelts, winds push and pull and snow … Continue reading →

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Our Stories

The very thing I think I can’t tell you is what I need to. The very thing I fear will bring judgment and rejection, brings compassion and connection instead.  Sharing our stories, being vulnerable, being needy, afraid, hurt and discombobulated and not having to hide it, not having … Continue reading →

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A Walk with Rod

My friend Rod Janz and I went for a walk on the Okanagan Rail Trail in Vernon. Here is some of our conversation. (The title photo is of Fred and me in Banff National Park.) By the way, you can … Continue reading →

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The Story Isn’t Over

The day after I walked with a friend and lamented about my journey of letting go ofhow I wish my mother would love me and accepting how she does, she had an up day.  Her brain was back. She was full of vitality and … Continue reading →

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