Stretched into Shape

Stretched into Shape

When the kindly stork tenderly deposits our swaddled, newborn selves on the front stoop of the dwelling which will become our home, and the family which will become ours from this time forth, there is much in store. While we are bundles of genes and traits and...
Fully stocked, fully aware

Fully stocked, fully aware

Wouldn’t it be great if, when we were born, we were supplied with two certificates – our birthcertificate and another certifying that we were fully gifted for demonstrating grace wheneverthe need should arise throughout our entire lifetime? This second one would...
Look Again?!

Look Again?!

How strange! Jesus never knew Monday morning blues. He never said TGIF (unless it was with the true gratitude he had for every day of the week). He never had an ego trip. He was never stuck in a rut. He was never bored. He was never lost in confusion. He never...
I think it’s time

I think it’s time

We’re almost there! Almost at the end of this Season of Advent culminating in a worldwide celebration of Jesus’ arrival. Through these weeks, we’ve focused not only on the gifts but on the hard facts of this complex love story whose details scandalously defied just...
A Piano Man Speaks

A Piano Man Speaks

Mrs. Mullin’s assignment for my practicing piano progressed from 20 minutes a day to 30, then 45, then 60 over the 5 years I went to her for lessons.  After several years away from lessons, and now a piano major in college, Dr. Mead’s practice assignment was 3 hours a...