I misplaced my wedding ring on Tuesday. This is fairly common routine. I bought Tiles for my keys and wallet… alas, they don’t make a wedding ring Tile! I looked everywhere I could imagine — combing the carpet, un-piling laundry — but eventually gave up and left for the office. Later Meg shot me this […]Read more "Finding Peace"
“That is the key to history. Terrific energy is expended – civilizations are built up – excellent institutions devised; but each time something goes wrong. Some fatal flaw always brings the selfish and cruel people to the top and it all slides back into misery and ruin. In fact, the machine conks. It seems to […]Read more "Taxes and Fuel"
In two weeks we leave for Haiti. Into the mountains to build a medical clinic. Away from our normal base camp — Jenny’s Villa is on the beach near the ocean with palm trees — we are taking tents. True camping. I should probably pack marshmallows… and tarantula repellent! For some this would be a […]Read more "Tents"
As I drove the girls to school, NPR reported in the background. More about coronavirus. Phoebe and I were talking, barely noticing, but Darcy stopped us, “what are they talking about?!” I explained it was a new virus making people sick in China. She had overheard people died. I told her not to worry, “only […]Read more "Fear Virus"
With a group of deacons, I am reading Phileena Heuertz’s book Mindful Silence. At the end of each chapter she outlines a specific prayer. The second chapter asks us to spend time in silence picturing the scene of Blind Bartimaeus (Mark 10:46-52). Bartimaeus cries out, but the crowd silences him, pushes him back. Yet Jesus […]Read more "What do you want?"
We don’t need stripper poles at the halftime show! — You want women to wear burkas! The Super Bowl parade didn’t need to spray the crowd with beer! — Let the champs have a little fun! Refuse your handshake — Rip up your speech I did not watch the state of the union. But the […]Read more "Ripping up Halftime"
Friends, the Chiefs are in the Super Bowl. Wear your RED on Sunday! But that is not the only event happening in my life. I am about to hit a milestone and become a stone tumbling down the hill. On Monday I am Forty. And a new decade makes me pause… what hill has my […]Read more "Hills, Billboards, and Living"