I’ve got a really long list of people to write love letters to and it keeps getting longer so I should probably move on and write to someone else, but I don’t want to. I want to tell you that I love you, period. No qualifier after that as Dr. King would say. Not I love you because I need you next to me, though I do, not I love you because you take such good care of me, though... Read more

I love you so much it makes me giddy. Here I am sitting in the office late at night; just finished the first letter and a woman from one of the other offices here comes in because its late and she wanted to do some work but was scared because this place is lonely this late. I hadn’t even met her before but the next thing I know I’m talking about how much fun it is to love you and... Read more

It’s funny how it works when I’m out late working. You would not believe how my heart just bursts into smiles first, then song – no joke, really, song – Here I give . . . for the last 10 minutes or so, as the day and the night wear down. It’s you that I want to be with. It’s you that I belong with. So even if it’s too late and your sound asleep when I come home, I’ll... Read more

Full disclosure: I know Mark Labberton; I know him well enough to hold him in high esteem, well enough to be certain that he wants the church to thrive in the 21st Century for all the right reasons. He wants shalom to reign on the earth . . . me too. It can also be said that we are of very different theological ilk. What follows is a letter to Mark that takes some issue with his book. (Parts of... Read more

Dear Barbara, It’s your turn again; in fact it’s going to be your turn for a while. God I love you. I love the way you feel when I wrap my arms around you. I love the touch of your kiss and the deep breath that lets our embrace close in, tighter, comfortable, intimate, enduring. Those hugs tap something enduring that we share. The roller coaster ride we share is part of it for sure. Who knew life would twist... Read more

Oh my God,  if you could see yourself the way that I do, then you would know how valuable you are. Rare is the courage, rare the open life, rare spirit that keeps probing until even just a little light will peep through. You are absolutely gorgeous and I love you. Sam Read more

Dear Tom, You’ve been gone a long time now it seems, and yet the tears still hover right near the surface ready to well up when I’m reminded of how wonderful you were – how much your life gave to everyone in it. All it took was your sister’s blog post tonight, all it took was hearing again how your love is so deeply woven into her life. You have such a unique and special place in my heart –... Read more

I absolutely adore you – really it’s true. From the shape of your body, (I promise there was not one iota of creepy energy when I wrote that :-)) to the eager curiosity and care of your heart, to the kindness and loyalty you offer your friends (including me), to the sacrifices you make when sacrifice is called for, to the realization that you act out of obligation – a Spirit driven obligation – in this life, and perhaps most... Read more

Dear Grammy, I’m writing this to you as part of a shared spiritual exercise with a blogger on the Pagan portal. I’m certain you, if you were today as you were in 1972, would not approve. But somehow I can’t help but think that if you were today as you most certainly would have become, then you would, somewhat bemused, be cheering me on. (Though I’d have to grant that some of those who call you their ancestor would most... Read more

What a delight and a surprise to be writing this letter after all these years. It’s been hard to be so separated and to avoid the resentment that builds from misunderstanding but I had managed to do just that – assuming that what kept us apart was likely more my responsibility that anything else. And what a testimony to love that I did. For now as forgiveness starts to flourish and I come to know you in different ways –... Read more