The gift of imperfection
The church sanctuary was cool yesterday morning, good news given the large number of people attending the first official service in our new building, but not good news for my flute. I’d warmed up and rehearsed with the accompanist, though we weren’t playing with...
Consequence for not updating
It started early this summer. Some of the drop-down features on our online banking site caused the dreaded rainbow ball to spin and a few, rarely-used features didn’t show on my laptop screen. I used Keith’s desktop to do what I needed to do and worked around the...
A dream-warning about distraction
A magician dangled an ice cream cone filled with black raspberry ice cream in front of my face. The cone seemed to move back and forth, up and down, and around at the magician’s command. I searched for evidence of a string or wire connecting the cone to the...
A visit to Lancaster Central Market
Waiting outside the Lancaster, Pennsylvania Marriott Hotel last Friday afternoon, I pulled the hood of my rain jacket over my head, though rain had tapered to sprinkles. When I saw the crossing sign’s white-walker, I made sure traffic had stopped then hoofed it...
Looking back to move forward
A gentle breeze wafted through the open windows at Trinity Lutheran Church in Crimora, or maybe the movement of air was from members of the congregation fanning themselves. Old-time air conditioning. Last week, we said goodbye to our former building in Waynesboro....
Different Acoustics
Six o’clock last Wednesday evening, the mixed choir assembled to practice for the seven o’clock prayer service at Trinity, the church constructed in the late 19th century on the original property in Crimora, Virginia. The setting sun streamed through the...