Enjoying the View from Here
Well, I guess I cut my vacation short. Thank you to everyone who let me know that my words do matter. It means more than you can imagine. I used to hate Lent with every fiber of my being. I…
Whitewashed Tombs
Last night, I returned to church, thinking that the first day of Lent would be a good time for it, but a funny thing happened. I became my father. Even funnier? It is nothing like I imagined it would be.…
Causation or Correlation?
Ash Wednesday just happens to coincide with my newfound determination to think and write and share, to stop worrying about the “audience” and anyone who might misinterpret, roll their eyes, insult, make fun of, think less of, or condemn me.…
Almost a Year
The day after Ash Wednesday, I remembered my not terribly solid Lenten tradition of reading The Gaze of Love by Sister Wendy Beckett, so I pulled the book off the shelf and quickly caught up. The subtitle is Meditations on…
