Acts 1:1-14 “Strike” is the most bittersweet experience of any theatrical production. After the final bow, when the echoes of applause still linger in the
“All right, everybody. Can you hear me OK?” The Matriarch of all Elephants calls the Zoom meeting to order. “Blurb blurb blurby blurb blurb.” “Dolphin,
When Sven Johnson, his wife and two children, left their native Norway, they spent the next eight weeks crossing the choleric Atlantic in a sailboat.
In this time of COVID-19, things I once took for granted, like dropping in for tea at a friend’s house, having people over, and stopping
I admit it: after all these days at home on my own, I’m growing tired of words. Maybe not “words,” exactly, and certainly not books.
When I was growing up, Easter moved me the least of all the holy days in the church year. I am not sure why this
“T’was grace that taught my heart to fear, and grace my fears relieved.” – Amazing Grace (verse 2) Like so many preachers this Easter, I
Vinnie, short for Vincent, is my six-year old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel whose sense of smell serves him well in life — aiding him in
In 1945, in Germany, during the jostling of US Army units across the Rhine, two GIs chanced to meet. My dad, in the 12th Army
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