It was probably about seventeen years ago that my mom called me in a panic. She had gotten my “suicide note” and was terrified. When I picked up the phone I was confused at how worked up she seemed to… Continue Reading
I’m invited to a rather significant banquet. I do not know the full guest list but I hear that I’ll be rubbing shoulders with influential people. I don’t belong. At least that is what I’m going to say. I’ve learned… Continue Reading
In college, I had an English Literature professor who posited a hypothetical question to get us thinking. “What would God do if the devil in hell repented?” he asked. That question would then extend a bit further out—surely we cannot… Continue Reading
We are community makers. I see this in my daughter all the time. The other day she had a group of friends, a flashlight, a cape, and their imagination. They’d only been playing for about five minutes and already formed… Continue Reading