On her deathbed, Gertrude Stein asked, “What is the answer?” After a moment she asked, “What is the question?”   Socrates, who was known for his

There have been many small deaths in my life. Moving away from our home in the country. Cutting my long hair. The final performance of

One day I casually asked her how she managed to get a bag of bagels delivered so consistently.

I told God quite vehemently that I was finished with him. If this was his idea of caring for his children, he was doing a

Job’s response is so fitting. “You have spoken of things too wonderful for me. I put my hand over my mouth.”

A good photograph, as Journey’s grandmother puts it, “Stops a little piece of time, good or bad, and saves it.”

One summer years ago, I shocked my son by saying, as I began sorting through stuff that I thought we needed to have a garage

The tomatoes were eaten by some kind of worm or bug, and the corn leaned over like a half-hearted question mark.

Duke Divinity School Professor Richard Lischer once wrote: “Vocation puts an end to you in order to disclose your true end.”  These words give me