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Andrea Lingle

Under a Twilight Sky

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Under a Twilight Sky

In the mountains of Western North Carolina, the grass is growing again, the birds have returned, the carpenter bees are eating a perfect circle in the railing of my front porch. Spring has returned. The nights are soft and clear, and a certain yearning has returned to my heart. I love to wander under the twilight sky, deep into the evening—because, in the twilight, I can inhabit an edge.

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Why Do We Gather

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Why Do We Gather

The dishes have dried. The crumbs and snippets of yarn have been swept up. The sticky notes have been tabulated. National Gathering 2019 is a snapshot; taken, shared, and finished. In that moment, at that place, we were the Missional Wisdom Foundation, gathered.
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Named

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Named

There is something deep in the naming of a child. My husband and I have named five children, and not once did we do so lightly. We scoured baby-name books, made sure the middle names fit phonetically with the first names, screened favorite names for unfortunate meanings, and, even after all that, my hand shook as I wrote each new name down on the blue birth certificate form. After all, our names shape us.
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I Will Not

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I Will Not

This is week five. We are more than half way through our Lenten Journey, and I am hearing the rustling of plans.

Are you coming here for Easter? What should we eat? Do the kids have new outfits? Shoes? Easter baskets?

Easter isn't here yet, but it is close enough to be nudging its way in.

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But She Did Not Recognize Him

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But She Did Not Recognize Him

A woman stood at the mouth of a cave. Any beauty her face would hold tomorrow had turned to gray, stern grief overnight. Her hair lay raggedly on her shoulders; her feet were dusty. She felt dry and limp—too exhausted to scrape together enough spirit to form tears, but, unbelievably, she could feel them soaking into the neck of her cloak.
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Staying At The Table For One More Minute

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Staying At The Table For One More Minute

From the Reports from the Spiritual Frontier website:

Join us for a conversation with Andrea Lingle of the Missional Wisdom Foundation, as she shares about how conflict can be a means of grace. Hear her share about how true community can be exhausting, what it means to thirst for righteousness rather than thirst for rightness, and first steps that communities can take to have conversations that convey both moral clarity and grace. Hear her also share about Missional Wisdom’s new book: Rooted in Grace, which is a practical primer for communities looking to have these type of difficult, grace-filled conversations.

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...a wind from God swept over the waters...

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...a wind from God swept over the waters...

In his book, Returning from Camino, Alexander Shaia explains that the advertised destination of any given pilgrimage is not the end but the turning around point, and it is only through the long process of returning to walk the ways of the mundane and usual that the work of pilgrimage is brought to fruition.

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In the beginning...

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In the beginning...

In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth…


In the beginning.

The beginning is a starting place. It is the sunrise over a day that has not yet seen the rust and wear of the afternoon. It is a new chance to live. It is a place to choose, once again, who you will be. Whom you will serve. Whom you will allow to be your teacher.

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Preparing for Deep Conversation

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Preparing for Deep Conversation

Once there was a group of people. These people lived long ago, and, therefore, far away, but they were not so different from you and me. They loved, hoped, ate, and bickered. They had been following a great leader, but he had left them. They had been instructed to wait, and, like so many who wait, they did so fretfully.

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Commitment

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Commitment

To set the table is to commit to grace.

A set table implies a willingness to believe that our needs will be met.

At the table, the nutritional needs of the body will be supplied by the production of the earth.


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Credulous

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Credulous

Two years ago, my second child told me she didn’t want to get married. I paused the dishwashing I was doing, suspicious that there was a reason she felt compelled to announce this. After a little digging I discovered that she didn’t want to get married because she didn’t want to have children because...

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Welcome to the Table

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Welcome to the Table

I am not a table setter. I want to be. I really like having a place set for me. I like the sense of sitting down with everything I might need within reach. I like the sense that there was one who went before me, anticipating those needs. I like the sense that I might meet the needs of those at my table. Read More

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Mercy

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Mercy

The lamp smoke smudged the walls. Jesus was standing in the corner, his forehead on the wall, peering out the window from the corner of his eye. Read More

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Rest

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Rest

What is it about humankind that makes it hard to rest?

What is it about us that makes us turn up the lights, press “Next Episode,” or chatter away on the phone given the space of one commute?

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Ashes

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Ashes

Ashes represent a reduction, a simplification, an equivocation of all things. Garden rose and wayside weed both burn to calcium carbonate—the stuff of egg shells and pearls. Read More

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