I’m totally overwhelmed. By what’s happening in our nation, by where it seems to be leading, by the increasing need to step up and act. I am also convinced that in the midst of this fight for justice, we must continue to celebrate the big and small things that bring joy and beauty into our lives. We must re-member, re-constitute, the goodness of God we have experienced in our communities. So I do that today – with this update on my bike.

This past October, after I had the great misfortune of having my bike stolen, I had the great privilege of being supported and held by so many of you all. My Words for Wheels project was an attempt to trade written works for bike-buying funds (and if you have not yet received your written piece – fear not! It is coming!), and it was a rather successful venture, mostly because you all are a fantastic community.

I wanted to get the replacement bike before winter weather set in, so at the beginning of November, I brought home (and subsequently rode endlessly) this beauty:


May I present Lucy Pevensie, my bicycle extraordinaire.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Words for Wheels – Blessing for Grandma

My mom commissioned me for a Words for Wheels project (she is my mom, after all) and asked me to write a blessing for her mother’s birthday.  Below is what I sent her way. 


Grandma with clematis and the memorial plaque for Grandpa

For Shirley Pavy, on the occasion of her 85th birthday by her granddaughter, Cassidhe Hart, with love.

With radiant grace, you have made a welcoming home, a place where memories are made and stories are told, a place where all are embraced and nourished, a place where others learn to open their hearts and homes.

May the stories you tell welcome and nourish you and those around you.
May you see your own hospitality mirrored in your loved ones, who take delight in sharing with you what you have taught them.
May you wake every day feeling held by the radiant grace of the God who is our host and our home.

With persistent strength, you have carried work, family, and church together, you have
walked through the valley of the shadow of death, and you have sought out the good and the beautiful all over the planet.

May you feel the presence of your own strength and celebrate your remarkable resilience.
May you be joined to the strength of your family, who is honored to shoulder your joys and burdens with you.
May you be surrounded by the strength of our persistently loving God, who never stops working for life and wholeness.

With thoughtful love, you have gently soothed our hurts and held our hands, you have
listened to and met the needs of strangers and loved-ones, and you have taught generations of children how to live well in this world.

May you find gentleness for yourself, for the challenges that come with growing older and the changes that come with growing wiser.
May the dance of giving and receiving never cease to bring you with happiness and peace.
May every part of you be filled and supported by the God of deep and patient love, this day and always.

Mom, Grandma, Meemaw, Gigi, we celebrate you, we love you, we give you our blessings and our hearts.