I’m excited the NCAA basketball tournaments begin this week because that means baseball is not far behind. I do love watching baseball. When my book came out, one reviewer commented that I must have included the chapter titled “Striking Out” just because I loved baseball and wanted to write about it. As I reflected on…
I spent some time in the yard today. Weeding. We were promised more rain this afternoon, so I tried to get out ahead of it to weed the side of the front yard around the dogwood we planted a little over two years ago in memory of Reuben, my father-in-law. I learned the hard way…
These two quotes crossed my path today. A person is a kind of sacrament: something made of molecules by which we become aware of something else which is not made of molecules. — Sydney Carter Christianity is art and not money. — William Blake Here is where they took me. paint me a picture bread…
Tonight marked the Second Annual Pi(e) Night here at our house. Last year 3.14 fell on a Thursday, so the inaugural event (please remember there is no such thing as a “first annual”) fell on our regular dinner night and we had a blast. Eleven of us gathered this evening — some veterans, some rookies…
This has been one of those days when I have had music running through my head. It has also been a day of doing — of carrying out quotidian tasks — rather than reading or contemplating. So I offer songs tonight — a Lenten soundtrack of sorts — drawn from songs that have spoken to…
I love it when I get caught by surprise. I got up this morning a little early so I could read a little more Niebuhr and perhaps plant a seed tha t would grow into my blog post for tonight. I came away well fed by a sermon on 1 Corinthians 13: For now we…
We’ve had two absolutely glorious days in a row here in Durham. The mornings have had a bit of a chill, but not a serious one. Instead, they have quickly given way to the kind warmth of an early spring day — one that knows you need to feel the sun but are not yet…
I’ve carried a picture of the sunrise in the pocket of my mind all day long — the memory of this March morning: the promising chill and the sunlight that snuck up like a stage whisper, reminding me of . . . autumn. I know, I know — spring is not yet fully alive or…
Because I work at the computer store, I have an inordinate number of apps on my iPhone because most every time one of my coworkers tells me of a new app they have discovered, I end up downloading it. One of those is called “IFTTT” (If This, Then That) which allows you set up sequences…
After staring at the screen for some time tonight, and with more important things to talk about, I’m sure, even as I grieve the loss of an hour’s sleep tonight, here is what I found: savings sonnet the earth had a way of tilting it’s head to set up the space for each season…