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
I’ve had a song stuck in my head since November 3. It wasn’t until I read Laura de Jong’s lovely collection of poems in her
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
Why should Christians vote for Joe Biden? The overwhelming answer is because he’s not Donald Trump. There is a lot of truth in those “Any
“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
Months ago I was working slowly through some photo albums, a tumble of memories stashed in my basement since my parents died. It’s been difficult
I was finalizing both this blog post and my sermon for today when the news came of Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s death on Friday. Wiser bloggers
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
I grew up in a Southern Baptist world filled with sacred tunes of both the vintage and contemporary variety. Ironically, the tune that has framed
