United Church of Christ

Devotionals by Lillian Daniel

Sometimes we load too much onto our plates. We carry too many things at once. And then one of them drops. Or they all do. Or we drop ourselves, in exhaustion.


Thank you, Jesus, for not leaving any of us orphaned, and for the mothering love we can all share with each other.


When I was new to kayaking, I would never have discovered Mud Lake unless someone had told me what it felt like, smelled like, looked like, and had brought me there in person.


How wondrous to rediscover the language and literary style of Jesus, whose words are forever unveiling themselves in new and ancient forms.


I love ice skating, by which I mean, I love watching other people ice skate on a screen from my couch. So much of what people do in life is much harder than it looks.


Our big days and calendars are really of little importance to the God who created us. God existed before time itself, and God is consistently present in every day.


I have no patience for useless gifts. Cheerful giving comes easier to me than grateful receiving. So in December, I pray for more patience with presents.


I suspect Claude Monet would have painted lilies differently if he had been paddling through sedge against the current of the muddy Mississippi river in an inflatable kayak.


When Jesus said, “Do not store up treasures on earth,” I don’t think he wasn’t talking about people who live on little. Jesus was talking to the pampered people, like me.


It’s easy to aspire to be the Good Samaritan. It requires deeper, spiritual work to relate to the one who feels abandoned in the ditch. But ditch happens. To all of us.