
Bonnemaman’s Ladle, Progress, and Hope
The soup ladle pictured above is from Bonnemaman’s girlhood home. Bonnemaman was my wife’s lovable, buoyant grandmother whose life came up a few months short
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The soup ladle pictured above is from Bonnemaman’s girlhood home. Bonnemaman was my wife’s lovable, buoyant grandmother whose life came up a few months short
Don’t try to figure out your own life. That’s too much. The most we can hope for is to try to figure out our parents.
The first football game I ever attended in Iowa pitted the Dutch against the Norse. Who knew such strong ethnic sentiments still persisted? Team names
Can a flailing, often failing, young Muslim man present the most appealing portrayal of “religion” on recent television? A millennial from an immigrant family in
I’m satisfied with just a cottage belowA little silver and a little goldBut in that city where the ransomed will shineI want a gold one
I never did put a fish sticker on the back of my car. Many years ago, I considered it for a while — a discreet
Jesus says, “For which of you, intending to build a tower, does not first sit down and estimate the cost, to see whether he has
When the Covid-19 pandemic appeared, it soon became apparent that most annual gatherings of Christian denominations in the USA would not meet this summer, as
I flatter myself and say that someday historians will note when The Twelve stopped being All-COVID-19-All-the-Time as an important landmark in the history of the
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