Music matters. Almost every day, my brother forwards links to YouTube music. Sometimes it’s hand-clapping-foot-stomping songs, other times orchestral, soul-soothers, or amazing skyped-together pieces. This morning Dan sent the Salvation Army Songsters singing, Count Your Blessings. Actually, that’s a good practice. As for me, it …
We need stories. The least interested child or adult, whether in class or church snaps to when they hear, “Let me tell you a story.” History’s a story. We need it taught, but even more to remember so we don’t repeat the worst of our…
The story’s old, yet eerily new. Jeremiah was a prophet from 626 BC to 587 BC, not a job folks stood in line, hoping to land. God called prophets to be Truth-Tellers, which meant saying things folks didn’t want to hear, then or now.…
Yesterday I took a Sunday afternoon drive to see some family faces. I arrived just in time to join them in a car parade to support Black Lives Matter. We crawled through town, lines of plain and decorated cars with hazard lights flashing…
Anyone need some hope? Have you ever read The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis? To help folks feel less isolated, our priest, Father Patrick’s been reading these books online for the Christ Church family. On the other hand, sometimes after watching…
For days I’ve tossed about words, piling them up like yesterday’s newspapers. At the beginning of the week I began writing about the President’s mandate “to open up all churches, synagogues and mosques, so people can worship and pray.” Instead of writing I started yelling,…
It’s quiet around here, on this Memorial Day. No parades. It’s cool and misty, so no beach traffic. Unless I crank up the music, zoom or answer the phone, the day will settle into silence, sometimes too deep for comfort. Now and then, a…
To most, it’s just a necklace. However, to me it speaks of hope and courage to persevere in tough times. It’s a tangible reminder of roots and branches, the makings of family trees. My daughter-in -love gave me this silver and enamel tree of life…
Remember S&H Green Stamps? Well, some of you may recall this wide-spread system for rewarding customer loyalty. When Jud and I were first married, money was tighter than my sweat pants are becoming. As the shopper with serious limitations (I’m referring to finances) stores…
Awoke to blossoms fluttering past my window. That’s strange. It’s May. After a few blinks, I looked again. Snow! These are strange times. No point in fussing and fuming, I’m not going anywhere. Plus, this too shall pass, and as a matter of fact, already has. Which…