I have to tell you that today’s post is born out of a heartsickness that started on Sunday as I read the paper after church. And no, this isn’t about politics or politicians. The article that has me shaking my head in earnest sorrow is one featured in the Parade magazine section of our local…
I am a collector of paper and ideas…books, journals, pictures, journals, scraps of paper with thoughts jotted down, journals… and lately I have been trying to get a handle on the growing problem in what was formerly known as John’s room after he took over what had been formerly known as Rachel’s room. In it…
Today, if you venture out into the world, you will most likely be surrounded by at least one heated debate… one comically inspired take on the current political scene… one opportunity to take offense and one opportunity to offer offense… one conversation that leaves you passionately entwined in solidarity… and one that makes your blood…