To tweak the opening sentence of the New York Times from January 21, 1861, “The day to which all have looked with so much anxiety

Note: I uploaded this post yesterday morning…and then yesterday afternoon happened. It seems a bit tone-deaf to write about something other than the events that

In his perhaps most Ron Weasley-ish moment, Ron responds to Hermione’s description of the many emotions Cho Chang is experiencing as she grieves Cedric and

Last week I sat perched in my favorite perching place, where fallen tree meets standing tree. The Y-branches of the fallen tree jut out from

By now you’ve read all sorts of reasons to support the Reformed Journal and The Twelve. You’ve read about the exciting updates coming down the

Two weeks ago, on a warm-for-November Saturday night, I sat in an Adirondack chair beside my friend’s fire pit, an iPad perched on a little

Here’s a conversation I had on Monday. Me: “I have to write my blog yet this week.”Friend: “What are you going to write about?”Me: “No

Last week we received a postcard in the church mail. No sender, no note – just this image on the front and our church address

“Dear old world, you are very lovely, and I am glad to be alive in you.” That quote greets me every morning. I stump downstairs