Thursday -August 27, 2026
SCRIPTURE
Proverbs 3:3
Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart.
WORDS OF HOPE
Did you have a diary when you were young? If so, what did you keep there? A record of the day’s happenings? Achievements and disappointments? Reflections on parents, friendships, “crushes”? Maybe you spoke of your first kiss—but if the person wasn’t the right gender, likely you recorded it only if you had a lock and key.
Some periods of my life I’ve kept journals faithfully, at others, more sporadically. I still have a number of them, and last weekend I was nudged to read a very important one. It was a deep dive into grieving and spiritual growth work after my beloved partner died. It began in the beauty of Taos, NM—one of our sacred places—chronicling hikes with Maggie, my golden retriever, daily prayer and spiritual readings, sometimes copying passages which particularly spoke to me. Learning contemplative prayer was another focus, as well as recordings of dreams, the swings of a wide range of emotions and deep yearning for God. It traced a year’s sabbatical journey to special places of ours to remember and create simple grief rituals as I scattered her ashes. It included my first year of spiritual direction with the wise and compassionate Rev. Dr. Mona West who tutored me in forms of prayer, coached me in lectio divina, shared writings of the female mystics, helped me discern that seminary was not my calling, supporting instead my entering the Spiritual Formation program at Columbia Theological Seminary in Decater, Georgia which allowed for me to fly in and out for courses as my schedule permitted. It includes my wrestling with whether to stay closeted when I entered the program or to be open about my identity, and recounts early experiences on that journey into authenticity. It records as well the early “callings” to the ministry of compassion—to grief ministry and congregational care with Rev. Dr. Sharon Bezner and her encouragement to begin writing for the devotional ministry. Woven through it all is the stunning beauty of nature and its healing—of loon call and autumn gold, pinion fires and spring rain.
Of course, these days the forms journaling can take are quite diverse—with digital formats and the ability to add photographs, video, personal artwork, and more. Even if you don’t consider yourself a writer, I encourage you to try your hand at keeping a spiritual journal. Having said that, it is important to say that the sacred permeates ordinary life and moments of presence and quiet, so the content need not just be only those Damascus Road transformations. An entry might offer gratitude which bubbles up while sitting with your morning coffee listening to bird song. Or wrestling with a life choice, Jacob-like. It might be a Psalms-like cry of lament at a time of great pain. Or remembering a time when you were surprised by, felt rescued by, the magnitude of God’s Grace appearing unexpectedly. Even sowing the seeds of a few paragraphs a day can grow into a rich harvest.
PRAYER
Move in us, O God, to be able to write the truth of our stories—even if only in the privacy of our rooms. But when we can summon courage and desire, may we share the old, old story that others may know the power of Your Saving Grace to draw us back from the verge of despair, to sustain us in sorrow and sickness, and to lead us to our heart’s calling. In your holy and healing name, Amen.
DEVOTION AUTHOR
Dr. Pat Saxon
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