Rediscovering Community
I grew up in a “city” in Iowa. We lived in the suburbs with spacious yards, lots of kids (think Baby Boomer Generation), and a Mom in...
Sensuality, Spirituality, and the Gift of Life
I am sitting in a chair my neighbor gave us admiring my lawn. It is lush, green, and professionally well kept. Seriously, we are...
I Like To Drive
I like to drive. I drive a bright yellow Wrangler Sport Jeep. That means there are no electric windows, no one click to lock or unlock...
Celtic Christian Spirituality Within An Urban Environment
Living the Celtic Christian Way in the suburban/urban environment fills my thoughts on most days. It is like a companion on the journey...
Celtic Reflections From Estes: Anam Cara
One of my closest friends recently expressed to me that he could not understand the shifts that have occurred in my life over the last...
Celtic Reflections From Estes: Prophets and More Profits
Today the mountains are partially covered with low lying clouds. They are both hiding and revealing something. There is a telling of...
Celtic Reflections From Estes: Do This In Memory of Me
I understand that there is “in memory of…” that will remind me of say, my grandmother, or my first big hit in a serious baseball game,...
My Roots In Celtic Christianity
Celtic Christianity calls me back to my earliest memories of wholeness. My roots are in my family, of course, and they were Jesus...
How Celtic Christianity Salvaged My Crumbling Christian Faith
My "becoming a Christian" story is not unusual in Evangelical circles. I was 16 years old when my youth group took a trip to Denver--the...
