My brother tells a story about his childhood friend, Mack, who was being picked on by a kid in his neighborhood. Tired of living in fear, Mack took matters into his own...
Sometimes I wonder if the angel Gabriel appeared to Mary in the middle of the night. Not in a dream, like Joseph, but in one of those wide-awake, mid-night moments when the...
I don’t remember much about the discussion, but I do remember Father Lascelles’ response. I was lingering with other teachers and school staff around the dinner table and...
The news of a friend’s death this past week came out of the blue and hit hard. Pete has been part of our lives, off and on, since before Ron and I were married. He was a...
With All Saints Day approaching, I have been thinking about the small “s” saints in my life. My parents, saints Al and Nellie. My friends, saint John the chaplain and saint...
The nuances in the Gospels are a constant source of intrigue to me, making them treasures that keep unfolding. A case in point is the healing miracle in Mark 7:32-37. In...
I caught just a single line wafting out of the radio – something about God weeping at the unkindness of ravens. It stopped me in my tracks. The ravens in our neighborhood...
I once read that the most well-known angel in modern times was Clarence, the character from “It’s a Wonderful Life.” He is an endearing figure. His fumbling manner and gentle...
One of my favorite Christmas songs is not likely to be played in malls or sung by jolly carolers. “Cry of a Tiny Babe” is by the Canadian singer/songwriter, Bruce Cockburn,...
One of the most thrilling days of my life was when I took off for London to meet up with my best friend, Stephanie. We had just graduated from high school and her father, a...
For the past several weeks I feel like I have been in the middle of the American version of the film “If It’s Tuesday, It Must Be Belgium.” My travel schedule has been more...
Six years ago I took off on a two-week visit to Ireland with my son, Eric. Ours was a counterpoint to the trek my husband, Ron, was about to take with our daughter, Anna....
This melancholy lyric is sung by countless congregations on Good Friday. It is so beloved that I once saw a liturgy committee nearly explode when the music director...
January is a great time for retreat. With the flurry of holiday activity behind us, there is a period of winter tranquility that invites reflection. Thus I felt privileged...
I am getting ready to direct a day of reflection on the psalms and, in preparation, have immersed myself in their lyrical beauty. From awe-filled praise over the majesty of...
The daffodils in our front yard are starting to bloom. Watching their bright yellow faces emerge is cause for celebration as they herald the end of winter and the beginning...
It’s almost Holy Week, a time that writer Michael Ford describes as a “journey within a journey.” I have walked through this holiest of weeks many times and yet it continues...
My husband and I are in the midst of preparing to put our house on the market. Therefore, we are engaged in household repairs and clutter removal that should have taken...
The year is coming to a rapid close. More than one person has told me of their eagerness to be done with the year. Health issues, job losses, and other setbacks generate...