Marigolds have unexpectedly become a symbol of hope for me in this bleak moment where we find ourselves, as a church and as a country. Our little backyard garden didn’t do anything right this summer. Well, almost anything. For years, our little raised beds would generate pounds of tomatoes, cucumbers, zucchini, garlic, and peppers. Our…
“When you eat a meal, thank the farmer who harvested it and think about their livelihood. Food is something that connects all of us as a community, wherever we live.” – Oxfam Fact Sheet This statement is from a farmer and my sister, Ellen Walsh-Rosmann. It helps me remember that something as basic as eating food…
Sitting on the porch, I watch a robin alight on our lawn, a hopeful sign of spring. She pecks in the newly turned dirt and nibbles a seed. My mind rages. “Hey! That’s my grass seed we just planted! What do you think you’re doing?” Big muddy bare spots dot our lawn now that the…
soil slides aside allowing an emergence flower seed breaks, becoming resurrected over the reasons and chances that it might not make it or shouldn’t come alive it rises, a new life a new colorful character in the neighborhood sustained by the power of the sun Earth knows how to welcome the stranger room is…
By guest blogger Amy Nee On Ash Wednesday in 2012 I heard: “Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it?” – Isaiah 43:19 Last year, when I heard these words at the start of Lent I felt as though God was proclaiming them directly to me. Holding…
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