Scripps Sundays

On the Night When My Daughter is Struggling  I won’t tell her it is up to her to repair the broken world. Perhaps that comes later with pen or needle, pointe shoe or song. But for now, the thing to do is to sit together in the broken world and feel how it is to be broken. To let shame sit with us. Let grief sit with us. To feel the sharp nails of fear. It is not wrong to feel small, to feel frightened, to be lost. Nor must we feel these things alone. So for now, I sit with her in the brokenness with no tools, no salve, no metaphor of redemption. It is not enough, perhaps to meet brokenness with nothing but love and breath and a willingness to be nowhere but here, but in this broken moment, it is everything. - Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

  Dear Anna, The reflections that you wrote and sent with your application to the Faith and Justice cohort were beautiful, and your big expansive heart shines through. Thank you so much for letting me read those and for giving me a window into what matters most to you. There are some similar threads to some of the same things I felt years ago when we were discerning adoption, when I was wrestling with questions of calling, justice, surrender, and the upside‑down kingdom. As I looked back at notes, emails, and letters from that time, I gathered some wisdom from that season to pass along—not as answers, but as a way to walk alongside you as you navigate what’s unfolding now. 1. Big spiritual questions begin as seeds — and seeds take time. I too have felt a pull toward something costly and beautiful. Callings rarely arrive fully formed. They begin as seeds, and they need patience, quiet, and contemplation before they reveal what they are. As Jaime noted, I wonder if you are drawn to ...

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