Not a moment too soon, this confounding year comes to a conclusion this week.
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Boy, did I blow my chances to display a little thoughtfulness today.
A most unusual storm derailed a family tradition yesterday, and sent us scurrying for safety.
The Psalmist had a message for me – for us – as we gathered in the pews this morning. Which, you’d have to agree, is quite a trick considering that the verses were written 2,500 years or so ago.
We had a lot of company, I discovered, when we hit the pavement the other evening for a post-dinner walk around the neighborhood.
Day 47 of “shelter-in-place”: in which “side yard” becomes “garden plot.” And it becomes apparent to the Little One that he has lost his footing.
Beauty intrudes, like a gentle kiss from the Holy Spirit…