If you’ve read the little snippet of a bio that sits at the bottom of my blogs, you’ll already know that trees are important to

Saturday morning as I was pondering this blog, two things came to my attention in swift succession.  One was colleague Jeff Munroe’s blog in which

I grew up in the Reformed Church in America, and I remember enjoying my Sunday school classes and Thursday night catechism classes. There were many

We call it our mother tongue, the language we learned to speak when we learned to speak. We heard it before we were born, because

On Thursday, the day Donald Trump became the first former President of the United States to be convicted of a felony, I visited the Columbine

The 2006 film Nacho Libre tells the story of a friar (Nacho) who loves to wrestle. (It’s based on a true story!) By day, Nacho

An underappreciated virtue of sunglasses worn on a cord around your neck is that they are there, at the ready, to catch errant bits of

Last week I sat on our high school bleachers for much longer than my back preferred and watched my oldest son and his friends file

My husband and co-pastor, Tony, and I have taken to quoting Dr. Becky, psychotherapist and parenting expert, who says, “Good parents aren’t perfect. Good parents