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  • swinging with the spirit

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 12, 2008

    We wrapped up Pentecost by watching the Red Sox game with friends. At one point, the commentators took time to talk about how quickly a batter has to decide whether or not to swing at a pitch. They showed the action in super slow motion, with a digital clock in one corner of the screen….

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  • cheese plate communion

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 10, 2008

    It was a perfect night. The four of us sat around the iron table on the patio of La Hacienda and shared an evening filled with wonderful Mexican food, frozen margaritas, friendship, laughter, and stories – all a part of our celebration of Ginger’s birthday. It was not the only food of the day. During…

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  • primary day in north carolina

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 6, 2008

    They gave these to us as we left the polling station — ain’t that America . . . Peace,Milton

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  • shall we gather at the river?

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 5, 2008

    It’s late and I’m restless. After the two deaths last week at our church here in Durham, word came that one of the dearest souls in the Marshfield church died unexpectedly. Grief, like my depression, sends me searching for songs in the middle of the night, mostly looking for old friends to comfort me. I…

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  • note to self

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 4, 2008

    In the quiver of lies called depression,the name of the sharpest arrow isYou Have Nothing To Say. Forgetwhat the flowers told you, or the giftfrom the little one in front of you atthe drive through when she smiled. How can you give voice to the joy ofa snuggling Schnauzer, or speak tothe grief that rises…

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  • in the garden

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 1, 2008

    I went to work at five this morning so I could leave early to get to a funeral. A dear soul in our church, Bryant, who was, as his son said, both a gentle man and a gentleman died last Friday. Ginger said the family had asked for someone to sing “In the Garden,” which…

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  • out in the eye of the storm

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 29, 2008

    Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve been listening to Mark Heard as I’ve gone about my business here in Durham. For those of you who don’t know of him, Mark was a wonderful songwriter, thinker, and singer who died way too young and left an enduring legacy of music (much of which is available…

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  • ella’s landing

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 25, 2008

    Moving into our new home here on Iredell has been different than moves to Charlestown and Marshfield for any number of reasons, but one most significantly: we didn’t have to redo the house from top to bottom to get in it. The folks we bought it from did that for us. We have done some…

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  • coming up short

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 23, 2008

    The assignment was simple: meet at the catering shop to pick up the food and then go to the site to cook dinner for eight people: Appetizers:curried crab cakes with cucumber yogurt dipping sauceendive leaves with roasted beets and bleu cheese Salad of pea shoots and mixed greens with dill, chives, and mint with a…

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  • well-worn love

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 22, 2008

    Eighteen April 21sts ago, Ginger and I were married in the First Baptist Church of Irondale, Alabama, surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses and a wedding party whose picture rivals the cover photograph of The King Family Christmas. We got engaged on August 12, 1989 at the Hard Rock Café in Dallas (when there…

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