bent


  This is a rare Ute Prayer tree found on the top of the mountain at Cathedral Ridge, a Camp and Conference Center which is a project of Saint John's Cathedral and of the Diocese of Colorado.  The Ute Indians are indigenous to Colorado and surrounding states.  Utah gets its...

Somewhere else instead


Halfway down the stairs   is a stair   where i sit.   there isn't any   other stair   quite like   it.     I'm not at the bottom,   I'm not at the top;   so this is the stair   where   I always   stop....

The Stewardship of Wonder


Psalm 139 O Lord, You have searched me out and You know. א. לַמְנַצֵּחַ לְדָוִד מִזְמוֹר יְהֹוָה חֲקַרְתַּנִי וַתֵּדָע: 2. You know my sitting and my rising; You understand how to attach me from afar. ב. אַתָּה יָדַעְתָּ שִׁבְתִּי וְקוּמִי בַּנְתָּה לְרֵעִי מֵרָחוֹק: 3. My going about and my lying...

naughty can be nice


In Genesis, when Adam and Eve enter the Garden of Pleasantness (Eden) they are in perfection.  Nothing is wrong.  Everything is provided - which is, of course, the iconography of a garden- an iconography of bounty. They walk with God who asks that they not eat of one tree which...

Twisted


The cathedral chapter, Dean, and staff are nestled in a camp and conference center on a mountain in the Rockies called Cathedral Ridge. Being with them is healing.  They are, without exception, a stunning group of humans; intelligent, high achieving, kind, good, trustworthy. Mostly kind.  Kindness is an attribute I consider...

beauty


  The clergy are on retreat on a mountain top in the Great Rocky Mountains. At a distance are views which make one's legs go weak.  Up close there are bugs and hummingbirds whose beauty and color make human creations pale in comparison. As Liz and I meditated on a deck...

the stewardship of our thoughts


      As summer begins to fade into autumn, and the roses stand as sentries demanding stillness and enjoyment; it is easy to begin to switch gears.  I can feel it inside me too. The memories of school and its demands from childhood are like shadows on the edge...

turnings


You think the trumpets are for God and they are. But as you sing your praises to God in heaven, heaven echoes them back to you a thousand fold. The rumors about your depravity as a race of beings are just that; rumors from pale, angry celibates whose projection of...

Until- a Franciscan poem


  Until Who are You God that you would tinker with a fish until it grew legs to crawl from oceans? Who are You that You would tinker with a lizard until it grew wings to fly over mountains which you push up from molten fields for fun, with a...

the stewardship of our connection


the stewardship of self-offering What does it mean to worship a God who's act of self-offering is central to our faith?  What does it mean for us to worship a God who came to us as "the word?" God intervenes physically into time as Jesus who says he is "the...