Columbus Day as story and history
It’s October 1957, and I’m in first grade, coloring a worksheet that features outline drawings of three ships. With colored pencils in hand, I carefully print the ships’ names: Nina, Pinta, and Santa Maria. A year and a half later, in second grade, my classmates...
Why didn’t someone tell me?
On the way to choir practice last Wednesday, I heard a tick-tick-tick in the car engine, slower when idling and faster with acceleration. I stopped in a parking lot, grabbed my phone, and searched the internet for “engine knocking." The possibilities were dire. I...
The great story is about the blood
Today, I share a guest post of mine that went live last Wednesday on The Perennial Gen site: https://theperennialgen.com/the-gift-of-menopause/. My faith piece focuses on The Perennial Gen’s theme for September: Menopause and more. Gloomy days and challenging...
Golden moments on the autumnal equinox
“Stand still,” a mom said to her son as she scooched down and positioned her phone camera. Four-year-old Jeremy* waggled his neon blue and lime green backpack while his two-year-old sister crawled on the floor nearby. “Honey, please get up and stand next to your...
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...