Captain Reverend Mother

  • Off the News. On the Ground.

    Off the News. On the Ground.

    I stepped away from the news nearly thirty years ago, out of survival. This is the story of what I found instead: presence, quiet grace, and the slow tending of what matters most.

  • Cow Tail Theology: Mending What Matters Before the Lights Go Out

    Cow Tail Theology: Mending What Matters Before the Lights Go Out

    After a long day of high-stakes leadership decisions, the most important thing was sewing the tail back on my son’s cow costume. This reflection holds space for quiet repairs, divine mending, and the truth that some moments stitch us back together.

  • When You Realize You’re the One Who Remembers

    When You Realize You’re the One Who Remembers

    We find oourselves seated at the head of the table and do not recall being invited. This is not nostalgia. It is vocation.

  • Losing at Life to Win

    Losing at Life to Win

    In a world obsessed with winning, the board game “Life” reveals a deeper truth: the most faithful lives are shaped not by success, but by surrender, resilience, and love.

  • Resurrection… Now what?

    Resurrection… Now what?

    A post-Easter reflection on resurrection, renewal, and spring holidays like Passover, Easter, and Nowruz through a modern, spiritual lens.

  • For Valentine’s Day: A Love Letter to My Friend

    For Valentine’s Day: A Love Letter to My Friend

    A love letter to a friend aching for companionship. On a day made for couples, this letter remembers other forms of love, tender, real, and just as holy.

  • The Move: Making Big Change with Less than Perfect Grace

    “[T]he Children of Israel had to wander in the desert before they reached the Promised Land. And despite all the manna and tambourines, that desert period was a total mess.”

  • Out of This Nettle…

    I wish for a world…strong enough to embrace ever-widening worlds of joy and knowledge and competence, rather than retreating to ever smaller and seemingly safer spaces.

  • Home as a Transitive Verb

    We home each other. We create for one another that essential spark of presence and recognition that allows our brains to know: this is where my heart is; this is where I belong; this is home.

  • Remembering Mom

    “She attended well and faithfully to a few worthy things.”