Here on Turtle Island, the Holy Spirit Is a Coyote

Here on Turtle Island, the Holy Spirit Is a Coyote

Our North Shore theologian Zoomed in from the edge of the wilderness on Wednesday night. She told us with an eye-twinkle, that she had located the Holy Spirit shape-shifting among the world’s tricksters, drawn from the world’s memories. Moving in the borderlands mostly out of view, knowing your moves in the second before you do and playing with mischief. Here on turtle island, the Holy Spirit is a coyote.  Continue reading Here on Turtle Island, the Holy Spirit Is a Coyote

Unclaimed Baggage

Unclaimed Baggage

All of us carry a great deal of unclaimed baggage around with us every day—wounds inflicted on us from childhood or failed relationships, wounds we have inflicted on our children or spouses, sins and failures of which we are ashamed. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could dump all of that baggage at some airport terminal and leave it there? Continue reading Unclaimed Baggage

Two Births at Christmas

Two Births at Christmas

My daughter was born two days before Christmas. Oddly the delivery room overlooked a cemetery, which seemed very inappropriate.

But the more I thought about it, the more it took on a deeper meaning. Since it was just two days before Christmas, there was an odd juxtaposition of the birth of my daughter, the birth of Jesus and the reminder of death. They were all woven together to create a beautiful cloth full of meaning. Continue reading Two Births at Christmas

Under the Gourd Vine

Under the Gourd Vine

The open question at the end of the book is “Will Jonah actually change?” The book doesn’t tie things up in a nice tidy bow, but leaves things hanging with a question that must be answered by both Jonah and also ourselves. God asks us, “And should I not be concerned about Nineveh, that great city, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand persons who do not know their right hand from their left, and also many animals?” Continue reading Under the Gourd Vine