Today during our Hospice team meeting, we stopped at the 10 o’clock hour to honor the lives lost in Parkland, Florida just two weeks ago. Just two weeks… I re-lit our memorial candles to read the 17 names. After two or three names, I could not go on. So I passed the paper to a … More et lux perpetua…
I don’t speak for you. There. I said it. I also don’t speak for people who look like me, dress like me, work with me, worship with me, or live near me. And, most importantly, I most definitely do not speak for someone who is nothing like me! I am just… me. A wife and … More I don’t speak for you
Oh Lord… How did we arrive in this unholy mess? The latest kerfuffle with the presidential election makes me want to throw things. Or vomit. Or maybe throw vomit. How did things get so thoroughly mucked up? Is this really the result of an uninvested, uneducated electorate, who were distracted by the rhetoric of obstructionist Legislatures, both … More What shall I tell my daughters?
I solemnly swear I am up to no good. Dear political telemarketers, I understand that you are volunteers. And that you are motivated to get your candidate’s name out there. But you make it far too easy to prank you… ———– It all started when I read the caller ID: “Republicans for Tdump” (Feeling snarky, … More -Mischief Managed
“…Many that live deserve death, and some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them, Frodo? Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. Even the very wise can not see all ends. My heart tells me that Gollum has some part to play yet, for good or evil before this … More When is it OK?
Eight years ago, the levees failed in New Orleans, and Katrina’s storm surge all but swallowed a city. We watched news reports and saw President George W. Bush tour the area in a helicopter. We listened to the frustrations of people camped in the SuperDome, without electricity or plumbing. We saw inadequate response from FEMA. … More When the walls fail…
Lord, We watch the gathering storm. We see the turmoil, the winds of change that batter our carefully defined realities and push at our thin boundaries. We confess that we resort to the comforts of racism instead of seeking to love our neighbors as ourselves. We admit that we far too often make assumptions instead … More A Prayer for Monday, July 15, 2013