My Dad has had a very big 24 hours. I imagine on his first day in heaven he got to see his Mom, reunite with all the folks in the great cloud of witnesses that cheered him on during his 82 years here, see all the cats and dogs and horses and fish he dearly…
Keeping Myself Honest
My journal entry from January 19, 2014, was called Keeping Myself Honest. I wrote it and then shared it because I really wanted to not wimp out and I thought I might. I have been thinking about going back to church.Since Audrey was born, I've only been a couple of times - early on to…
Promise
A year ago at about this time I was mulling over what my word for 2021 would be. The word that kept coming to mind was promise, but I dismissed it over and over again. In the middle of a pandemic with virtual school, not seeing anyone in person at Christmas, and vaccine rollout looking…
Goodnight Moon
This week seems to be all about the moon. Full moon. Blood moon. Super flower moon. Moonbin rode a bike with training wheels (social media makes us dumber). And I even came back across the moon walk episode of The Crown. The moon can somehow be mysterious and comforting and ominous all in one week,…
Easter People
Every Good Friday, and actually on all my dark days, my favorite words of Pope John Paul II always come to mind. Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song. More simply, sometimes our Sunday is just 48 hours away.
Perfection Redefined
With the exception of Mary, I don’t think I’ve even once thought about the women in Jesus’ family tree. What a horrible thing to be true about a Christian and a feminist. But a few weeks ago I came across an artist named Tricia Robinson, and was really moved by her work and especially her…
How To Be A Good American
July 4 has me thinking about what it means to be a good American, and all my paths of thought seem to end with people who are really disappointing right now. It’s not that hard to be a good citizen, to be a good American, to be a good human. So why are we having…
Masks
I’m always wearing a mask. My most important learning of the last week was in those five words, spoken by a woman I admire and look up to and care about. I’m always wearing a mask. My heart sank. How can that be? I work closely with this person, and am in multiple meetings with…
Mother of All Human Beings
This photo moves me. A mother supporting protestors while supporting her child while feeding her child. A mother, doing what she can in this moment, investing in the next generation in multiple ways. Genesis 3:1 tells us Adam named his wife Eve “because she was the mother of all human beings.” Perhaps it’s because of…
Memories in Light and Dark
Today I am thankful for Facebook's memories feature. I started my day with the memory of finding this photo, taken on the day I learned Audrey was cancer-free. I was, and am still, so grateful I actually have a photo of that day. This picture is one of my reminders that God answers prayers, and…
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