A Sheltered Faith
A couple of weeks ago I picked up an old notebook of mine and out slipped a 3x5 card with a bible verse printed on it. It was a verse...
The Resilience of Dying
I am not known for being an optimist. But when I think back to my expectations before I moved here, I can only smile (and sigh) at my innocent...
Another Kind of Cost
It’s been an emotional day today. A mixture of excitement for the future while at the same time loss and grief for what that future implies. Twenty-five years ago, we...
Change and the Last Page
I'm not a fan of change. When I was five years old I told a family member that I didn't want to turn six; I had just gotten used to...
Why I Should Be a Pillar of Salt and Other Thoughts on Remembering
There are sensations that stick with you for life. When I recall my earliest memories it is of the blue/brown/green mix of shag carpet in our living room. I would...
The Defining Power of Memory
Last summer my family met up for a vacation in Thailand. It is a rare opportunity to have all of us in the same country let alone in the same...
High Speed Waiting
“High speed waiting.” This sign above the entrance to a waiting room in a bus station in China made me smile. It was attempting...
Put on Hold
Why is waiting so difficult? At times, it seems I’d rather gnaw off my own arm than wait--at least there would be something to DO. The action, even though extremely...
Forgiveness: The Mirror Image of Love
My siblings and I were deeply hurt by our dad when we were growing up. He broke our mother’s heart by taking up a mistress and bringing her into our...
This Grace in Which We Stand
There's a danger in being honest with yourself. A danger that the honest version of you is grubbier than you would ever dream. More broken. More fragile. More vulnerable to...
