Reflections on the Way

"You call this home? I want to go back to Munchkin Land where people sing my praises – get me out of here!” In my imagination this is what Dorothy says in th...

[a reflection for the Third Sunday of Advent] Have you ever wondered why we light the rose/pink colored candle in the Advent wreath on the third Sunday in Ad...

"There is a crack in everything (there is a crack in everything). That's how the light gets in." - Leonard Cohen

Who won the Academy Award for Best Actress in 1983? What about the last eight Heisman Trophy winners, or the last dozen Nobel laureates? All of these winners...

Running late, I was at the usher's mercy. The Feast of the Annunciation, the day we celebrate the angel Gabriel's announcement to Mary that she would be the...

The party’s over, and it’s time to return to “real life.” I’m always filled with a certain sadness the morning after a good celebration. Sometimes, I want to...

“You need to find a major that will get you a job where you can make some money!” I don’t think I was intentionally eavesdropping, but I did overhear this st...

Sometimes I like to whistle in the dark. When I was a child, I did this to muster up a little courage in the wilderness of life. I remember getting separated...

[Reflections on Romans 4]. It was the morning I lost my identity. My family was visiting Grandfather Mountain in North Carolina, and I had a great idea. “L...

“Then he took a loaf of bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to them, saying, “This is my body, which is given for you. Do this in re...

Most of us love to keep score. After all, it’s the way to determine whether someone is winning. I was at one of my son’s soccer games a while back. This wa...

What does it mean to say that we are blessed? “God has really blessed me,” I hear people say when they get good news of have good fortune. “Have a blessed ...

I don’t know how she died, or why her family wasn’t there. I will never know what made her smile, laugh, and cry. The world will never hear stories of summer...

“Would you please stay three forever?” I asked my daughter this question every day for weeks before her last birthday. She is, after all, my third child. My ...