Post hospital-stay musings

Post hospital-stay musings

My recent 4-days in a hospital bed were revealing. They were a no-choice life-interruption to be served, a time of childlike helplessness, a brief season of switched roles, a hiatus of normal activities and responsibilities. I’ve written before about the quality of...
An amazing before and after

An amazing before and after

Just one glance at my over-stuffed bookshelves will reveal that I love to read. And my favorite genre is historical fiction. It’s like a history lesson made palatable (thus readable) with the addition of stories of fictional people and relationships slotted in between...
Time to play! Wanna come?

Time to play! Wanna come?

Do you remember? As a child, the world of make believe was a glorious place where anything was possible, anything you’d seen or heard could become something totally different at your mind’s command, to suit your latest dream or idea. Sticks or rocks or old blankets or...
Hot fudge sundae for breakfast?

Hot fudge sundae for breakfast?

Parenting, by definition, knows times of heightened anxiety. Any time a child is rushed to the hospital. The first time a teenager is allowed to stay home alone for the weekend. When the time comes to become a driving instructor. When the school principal calls in the...
Living and Functioning and Having our identity

Living and Functioning and Having our identity

We are eternal beings living lives boundaried by time. Our souls know only eternity. Our minds know only 24 hours per day. Our bodies submit to the arc of birth, childhood, adulthood, death. We are, nonetheless, eternal beings filled with bounding hope. Jesus referred...