In my fifty-six years on this planet, I have had thirty addresses in seven states. This nomadism didn’t start with me; my mother’s parents moved all over Wisconsin, and my father saw the world during World War II. They married in his tiny South Dakota hometown, and arrived in Sioux Falls while Mom was pregnant… Continue reading Of Finding Joy in Stability
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Lenten Learnings
And now, we are in the beautiful season of Easter. We always know how the story of Lent ends for Jesus and our salvation, of course, but we’re never sure how any particular Lent will end for us. Will we be able to say “mission accomplished” when it comes to our Ash
Easter 2013: “We Are Witnesses to All That He Did”
The church was still half empty this morning when I knelt to pray. When I arose, I noted a priest sitting in front of me, clipboard in hand. He’d make a few notes, then look at the altar a few seconds, then go back to his notes. Now, this priest is a nice man, but a less than… Continue reading Easter 2013: “We Are Witnesses to All That He Did”
Lent 2013, Day 43: The Holy or the Broken Hallelujah
When I was a teenager, my hometown was gifted with a copy of Michelangelo’s David. After much controversy, it was erected (no pun intended) without a fig leaf over his private parts. “Look at his eyes,” my father liked to say when we’d go by the statue, which was