Living in Occasional Certainty
I can’t live in certainty everyday. Vowed relationships implode, careers crater, fussy families fray, climates crack, butterflies are banished, and pandemics plunder our caged souls.
Christmas, The Birth of Sacrificial Love
The Christmas story celebrates the birth of sacrificial love. Nevertheless, as celebrants, we tend to contaminate the purity of this season with unattainable expectations, expectations of: peaceful family gatherings, magazine worthy decor, “Bon Appetite” type food fare, and happy, grateful, tantrum-free children.
Mary, Full of Dismay and Fear, Mother of our Lord
I’ve been thinking about Mary, the mother of Jesus lately during this Advent season.
Advent, One Step at a Time
My faith family is starting on our Christmas Advent journey. We are in transition from our daily routines, looking forward together to Jesus’ birthday.
The Dance of Fall
After a Monday fall cool-down shower, I’m watching the dance of amber leaves and sun-kissed butterflies.
I Want To Be Like an Old Book
As I’m obviously aging, I want to be like an old book whose value and beauty rest in its hombre edged faded pages, whose skin cover isn’t quite as vibrant and alluring as it once was, whose binding joining each consecutive chapter creaks and cracks when opened, and whose wisdom surfaces in washed out, underlined passages.