A Memorial Day Tribute to Big Ed Kenny
Last year, I wrote about the Memorial Day tribute at Trinity Lutheran Church, our congregation’s original home church in Crimora. Five years ago, I wrote about my father’s service in WWII, and a little about my father-in-law, Colonel Edward W. Kenny. A fighter...
How to Sort in the Third Stage of Life
The basement in my dream was large, windowless, and poorly lit. I wore a white cable-knit sweater from my teen years. The sweater became increasingly dirty as I sorted through years of detritus. Psychoanalyst Carl Jung posited that dream houses represent the...
A Heartfelt Message to Melinda French Gates
This is a heartfelt message to my former student Melinda French Gates. Praying for Marriages Last week, visiting family members asked me to pray for their dear neighbors, who are having marital problems. They have two young children. “Certainly,” I said. “Keith and...
She was my mother, she is a mother, she is me
She was my mother. In quick succession, Gayle Greene suffers the loss of her beloved aunt and mother. She’s the last of her family; her only sibling and her father are also deceased. Sifting through photographs and belongings left behind, she grieves her losses,...
The Atheist and the Bear, an old story
An Atheist ponders non-belief
Broken by the blessings of vaccination and faith
I propped the pillows on our bed, covered myself with a throw blanket, and donned my reading glasses. The nurse who’d administered our second Covid-19 vaccination had said many who have little reaction to the first shot reacted to the second. Despite the fact that...