“Gee the traffic is terrific…” Darcy is playing Christmas music on the piano. I sing along as I wash dishes… the memories of holiday traffic come back. Rush hours in random cities. Bad weather. Wrecks. I realize for the first time this line must be sarcastic. Which then makes me analyze the whole song…. is […]
Read more "Out of the Traffic"So this is Christmas… is it? My life used to run on the calendar. School starting, moves toward Halloween, to Thanks… but now everything ends in a question mark. School? Halloween? I have become an expert at rapid at home covid tests. Waiting fifteen minutes to see blue lines… like a pregnancy test of doom. […]
Read more "Peace"The jailer brought them into his house and set a meal before them; – Acts 16:34a All of Granny’s possessions are slowly flowing out to the family. Aunt Susie, after a busy day of packing, found the VHS movie recordings. Granny often used the VHS timer to tape movies and watch later. So Aunt Susie […]
Read more "Ending"The concert tragedy in Houston brought me back to the only time I was in a mosh pit. In college I went with my friend Brett downtown to see POD. A Christian band, bent on outreach, one of the other bands led with the chat “F— the world”. A strange moment for my bubble wrapped […]
Read more "Into the Pit"After the services on Tuesday we went back to Granny and Grandpa’s house. The old pingpong table was piled up with sandwich making. Then cleared so we could play. Everyone sat talking. Laughing. New babies were passed around (not alway sure they were ready be held by another cousin!). The kids hit the wiffle ball […]
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