There are times when my dark heart is filled with an intense envy. Times…like the recent weekday afternoon, when a purportedly “easy” home improvement project descended into a tar-pit of personal incompetence.Continue reading
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Gerri and I had a rather unique perspective on what was designed as a visual meditation during our New Year’s Eve retreat at King’s House.
We’d agreed to be “Readers” for the late-evening prayer service – and as such, our behind-the-ambo position meant we saw only the backside of a soul-stirring iconostasis.
The bowling balls were bouncing a bit at Harvest Lanes yesterday.
Bouncing…or thunking: take your pick. But certainly not rolling, not in any sense that an experienced kegler could appreciate.
A certain courageous Mommy I know bundled up her 4-month-old and headed off to Ohio this weekend.
There’s a certain darkness to the Epiphany, an aspect that’s easily overlooked.
Granddaughter Hannah celebrates her third birthday this weekend—perfect timing, as it happens, for her Gramps to ponder the great blessings she has conferred upon him since making her debut.
It’s not that becoming a grandfather has made me a Wise Man, exactly. But it has offered myriad opportunities to gaze upon the world in a richer, more satisfying way.
It’s an intriguing question, one I’d never really applied to the three wise men before.
Am I a wise man today, any wiser than I was a year ago on this date?