I’d been using stories less than a year, back in 2012, and flew to Fresno to participate in a workshop there. I floundered. I found myself not recalling the simplest and plainest details in stories. The issue, however, was not so much the actual facts I’d lost but the feelings of shame that engulfed my…
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Slowing Down to a Stroll
You may not be able to tell from this picture, but neither Theo nor I had slept well the previous night. That previous day I had traveled from the coast to Smith Rock, about a 6-hour trip, with a few detours and rush hour traffic along the way, so the drive had taken me 9…
Silence…
For four Sundays I have been sharing out of my experience walking the Camino de Santiago de la Compostela. That is the journey which birthed this blog. I have already written about the days of that journey here, extensively, both in posting day-by-day reflections on the journey and in the ongoing posts birthed by that…
Don’t Commit Stupid
I sat in the middle seat near the front of the plane on a flight from Portland to Ontario in February. The man next to the window, dressed in a dark suit, with a purple shirt and blue and purple tie had his eyes closed and hands folded in his lap. He was not asleep,…
Dear Dad,
Dear Dad, Yesterday your great grandson was born and he shares your name – Burton! When I read that Susanna and Collin had named him Gregory Burton, it struck me that, if you were still around, you’d be 96 this year, and you would have loved meeting him. When I heard his name, I began…
Jesus and $2.75
This came from a friend, Rebecca, who with her husband Brian was at Fred Meyer’s, a local department store recently. She shared this on Facebook and after reading it, I asked her if I could share it on this blog. She is a woman with a deep love for Jesus and a simple desire: to…
“What Embraces”
A couple weeks back now, I published #metoo. It brought up plenty of pain for me as I wrote it, even though I have done a ton of healing. It brought up some pain for people who read it. One person’s story sometimes does that! My love to those that hurt! I find it is amazing…
Day 33 Arzúa to Santiago de Compostela
This picture of this group of friends at dinner in Arzúa was taken just prior to the arrival of Paulina, a petite French woman in her early 20’s. She arrived at the table in a flurry. She sat down by our Canadian friend, pictured on the left, and began to overflow in French while weeping….
Look For My Hand
People have asked me what I learned from walking the Camino. There’s much there, and much yet I’ll discover, but one thing that has come more frequently to the surface than anything else is this: I’m poor at trusting God and God is excessive with patience toward me. So I was journaling while on…
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