Photo by Sorin Gheorghita on Unsplash Most of us do not think of traffic as a place of spiritual formation. We think of it as something to survive. The commute can feel like wasted time. Brake lights. Delays. Crowded roads. Ferry lines. School zones. Construction. Weather. Detours. The same route, the same turns, the same waiting, day after day. It can become one of the most frustrating parts of ordinary life because it sits between responsibilities. We are not quite where we were, and we are not yet where we need to be. We are in between. And in-between places can make us restless. We want to arrive. We want to get home. We want to get through it. We want the road to clear, the clock to slow down, the person in front of us to move a little faster. But maybe the commute is not just wasted space. Maybe it is threshold space. A threshold is the place between one room and another. It is the crossing point. The transition. The moment when we move from one part of life into...
Where Presence Becomes Ministry