Tag Archives: Steve Garnaas-Holmes
“Amen,” You Said
The good news is that everything is forgiven—everything.—Steve Garnaas-Holmes, “Erased” “Amen,” you said,and you believed it.You taught it,preached it,and blogged about it.“I can love myself just the way I am–warts and all–because that’s the way God loves me,”you said,and you … Continue reading
The Gift
“Love you,” one of my beloveds said. I held these two wordsin disbelief and wonder.I wasn’t expecting a hug goodbyeor even a glance back.That didn’t meanI wasn’t hoping for it.Now, I was holding the giftI’d wanted for so long. For … Continue reading
Come Home, Sweetheart
Sunny dayslong bike ridespeaches and time–lots of leisurely time to enjoy momentswithout conflictdeadlines or problems to solve. Then the rain we needed cameto put out the firesalong with the restrictions we needed to keep us all safe.News kept coming from Haiti … Continue reading
I Am Both
It’s Ash Wednesday. Tonight our priest will press her thumb into ashes and impose the truth of our mortality on my forehead. “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,” Pastor Ruth will say. When I think about it, fear kicks in … Continue reading
Hidden Buckets
Imagine how refreshing the air would be in a community of open, caring honesty, without that hidden bucket of hurts fermenting under the kitchen sink. —Steve Garnaas-Holmes Recently I read these words and saw my hurt fermenting in a particular … Continue reading

