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Originally from Canada Sarah Heath currently serves Shepherd of the Hills United Methodist Church in Southern California, where she is the teaching and preaching site pastor for the congregation’s Rancho Santa Margarita site. Sarah has a passion for music, traveling, acting, creating art, playing and watching sports. The biggest blessings in her life are her random assortment of talented friends and her amazing mutt of a dog, Tenor.


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God the Father

Posted on Jun 20 by

On Father’s day weekend I thought I would share some thoughts on why we avoid referring to God with paternal language and how we may be missing out on helping people experience the reconciling love of God.   As I sat across from one of my favorite parishioners he looked over his notes. For the last five years I have met with him every couple of months and he always brings a list of thoughts and questions. I love these meetings. They usually take place at a coffee shop. He brings the thoughts he has been having over the last month or so written on a scrap piece of paper. The paper is usually folded up in his pocket. He carries the piece of paper around with him at his work and adds to it when something strikes him. By the time we meet the piece of paper is usually well worn and folded and refolded many times. I love his well thought out questions and reflections. This was going to be our last time meeting before I transition...


The Gift of Goodbye

Posted on Jun 6 by

You and I both know that the house is haunted. You and I both know that the Ghost is me- Shakey Graves   A couple of years ago I overheard a girl describing the end of her latest relationship with these words- “I don’t know he just Ghosted.” Since then I have heard it again and again as a description of what happens when someone doesn’t actually confront the fact that they no longer want to be in the relationship, or the pursuit of a relationship, and so begin to simply slip away. A couple of unanswered text message, daily calls turn into weekly calls, they slowly disappear until there is nothing left. The actions are so gradual that you almost don’t notice the person is doing it until it is done and they are gone.   I have Ghosted, and I have been Ghosted (not sure that is the proper use of the term.) I have been a coward and my people pleasing heart hasn’t wanted to tell people, whether friend or someone I am dating, that it...


The Unforgivable Sin

Posted on May 23 by

28 ‘Truly I tell you, people will be forgiven for their sins and whatever blasphemies they utter; 29but whoever blasphemes against the Holy Spirit can never have forgiveness, but is guilty of an eternal sin’             Can NEVER be forgiven!!! I may be a little bit of a commitment phobic but any time you use words like ALWAYS and NEVER I get overwhelmed and some deep fear that I probably should spend more time investigating comes up. I especially don’t like the idea of never being forgiven. That doesn’t sound like Jesus at all. I mean, I believe in a Grace so big that even I get forgiven and I am pretty good at sinning. Maybe not in big enough ways to get arrested or banned, but I for sure make mistakes daily that has Jesus shaking his head. So is it possible to sin in such a way that God will not forgive you??? When I was in grade school my brother and I were friends with a family up the street. They were a pretty religious family and had...


A “kinda” kind of life

Posted on May 9 by

I watched a video this week by Prince Ea (he is a great spoken word artist – check him out here https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ja-n5qUNRi8). He said something that I can’t shake; in fact, I have been thinking about it all weekend. I live far away from my amazing family, and I don’t have any family of my own, so family-centric holidays like Mother’s Day leave me feeling a little sad and a great deal introspective. So I may have been a little more sensitive than usual when I saw the video. Prince Ea said many of us are living ‘kinda’ lives. We ‘kinda’ commit to this thing and we ‘kinda’ pursue our dreams. His words have been going around and around in my head… ‘kinda’… how many times have I chosen a ‘kinda’ life? I am the queen of ‘kinda.’ And when I am honest, living a ‘kinda’ life has left me heart broken and a jack-of-all-trades, being master of none. Many people have commented on all the things I have tried, and it is true – I have lived a...



Posted on May 2 by

  I began this weekend by attending a large music festival. I brought one of my most extroverted friends with me – Heather. All day long, we never met a stranger. Everyone we encountered became our new best friend. From the guy who watched our backpacks whilst we went and got food, to the girls who saved our spots right by the front fence, everyone we met became a friend and an accomplice. As much as I seem like an extrovert, there is a deep part of me that is an introvert. I like having an icebreaker with me, and my friend Heather is an icebreaker expert. She is bolder than me and not afraid to ask people for random favors or if we can participate in things. I have several friends like that. I may not be an icebreaker, but once I have an introduction, I love connecting with people. It is part of what makes me tick; connecting with people is one of my favorite parts of life. When meeting people, there is one question that they...


Going Off Script

Posted on Apr 25 by

If you have spent any time in film or theater, you know one of the big milestones in a production is the day that everyone goes ‘off script.’ It means you know your lines and the other actors’ lines well enough that you begin to ‘act and react’ to the words instead of trying to memorize the dialogue. It is in this stage of a production that you are able to create nuance and character. People often begin to do improv during this step; they know their character so well that they begin to respond as their character would. Often the biggest moments of movie or theater ‘magic’ occur when actors are off script. I think the same is true in real life, and as a recovering control-freak, sometimes I miss the days of memorization. I remember being in a play in high school and being petrified that when the ‘off script’ day came I wouldn’t be ready. I was afraid that I would never get the lines down, or worse yet, I would have a complete blank moment...