How to Reach Your Minister    

Office Hours:

I am available for appointments at various times of the day and evening Tuesday through Friday and some weekends as well. Since the Minister’s Office is not fully equipped or private and secure, my homeoffice is where I read emails and write at the computer. I can receive phone calls at home and actually have many phone “meetings” from there because of the office situation.

Monday is my Personal Day and a Minister needs a 24 hour period to be a citizen, householder, doctor’s patient, shopper and all the things normal people do on their days off.  I cannot take calls or respond to emails on Mondays.

Thank you so much,

Rev Linda Bunyard

Interim Journal: August 25, 2010 Rev. Linda Bunyard 
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By Truth or Consequences the beautiful rushing river had swollen into the Caballo Reservoir and then again into the Elephant Buttes Reservoir. Heading north the Rio wandered through the Bosque del Apache and the Sevilleta National Wildlife Reserves and finally was caught  once again at Belen in an agricultural  parade that marched all the way  to Albuquerque.

When we came through the city the Rio was hidden from us, now on the West side of Interstate-25. We parted company north of Bernallillo where the Jemez River flows into the Grande. While we drove though Santa Fe to Espanola, the Rio was climbing through higher country, through the San Felipe, the Domingo and the Cochiti Pueblos. The Rio Grande Gorge appeared on our left just up NM68 from Espanola.  We watched the colorful rafts below on the water, which had greatly narrowed and moved much faster now. I had never seen this part of the Rio Grande. I checked my map to see which mountains held its origin. I had forgotten about Rio Grande County in my  home state of Colorado. I traced the Rio all the way to the peaks above the town of Creed. I wanted to follow the river to its source, but as we drove into the San Luis Valley our paths diverged again.

The Rio Grande moves its load of life-giving liquid for 1,885 miles, from the San Juan mountains in southern Colorado, through the gorges of north-central New Mexico, south through Albuquerque to El Paso, where it then carves the border between Texas and Chihuahua until it flows into the Gulf of Mexico at Brownsville and Matamoros. That river was in my heart and mind for weeks after that vacation. I  remember my dismay when I realized that I had forgotten that the very  source of the Rio Grande was in my home state. My search for the source  and my delight as I experienced each ecosystem along the Rio has became  a metaphor for my spiritual journey. What did I learn? That the Source, the Source of Life--whatever name you give it-- is constant and stable, and it is only hidden when our eyes and hearts are clouded with the busy-ness of life. And also that the source moves out through the world, changing and being changed by all it encounters. How can the  source be constant and also changing? That is the mysterious nature of  water and of spirit and, yes, of God.

While we are celebrating the meeting and merging of our individual waters, let’s imagine a God, a Source of Life, that flows through each of us and connects us in both all-encompassing love and the kind of  power that means a better life for everyone.How can the source be  constant and also changing? That is the mysterious nature of water and  of spirit.

On the Journey,
Rev. Linda