S everal years ago, I wrote a blog piece titled " Rabboni”.  It tells of the deep love of Mary Magdalene and Jesus, spoken at Christ’s empty tomb.  The gentle, simple “ Mary” that Jesus speaks with compassion and reassurance meets the fragility she undoubtedly was feeling. At the empty tomb, the resurrected Jesus simply breathes her name, Mary! The angels at the tomb also told her, “Do not be afraid, for I know you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just...

There’s a line I once heard in a story: someone asked a monk, “So you speak with God?” And the monk replied, “No—I listen to God.” That answer feels like twilight to me. Not full daylight, when everything is visible and obvious. Not deep night, when we are wrapped in silence and hiddenness. Twilight is something in-between: part light, part shadow, just enough to see, but not enough to be certain. I think about the Northern Lights I had the wonderful opportunity to see during a trip into...

One of the most challenging and perhaps most important things I have strived for is humility, to value others as more important than...