Surrendering to Spring
“April is the cruelest month,” wrote English poet T.S Eliot. I think he’s right. It’s the intensified contradictions. The promise of the perennials pushing through
“April is the cruelest month,” wrote English poet T.S Eliot. I think he’s right. It’s the intensified contradictions. The promise of the perennials pushing through
I logged in to my email this morning to discover an advert for an office supplies company proclaiming loudly in my inbox – “EVERYTHING MUST
God is in the details, someone said. Sometimes it’s the small details that are most arresting. A new book called “All the Flowers in Shanghai”
It wasn’t just an impromptu, spontaneous procession that Sunday outside of Jerusalem in the year 30 where the supporters and fans of Jesus seated him
Be Still The window washers were coming soon and I needed to get the outside water turned on for them. I
I talked this past Sunday about our inbuilt and innate human desire for connection and belonging. Like the song says, we want to be wanted
I fell today. Hard. There was nothing graceful or elegant about it. It was a clown fall, a Charlie Chaplain, legs in the air, panic
It was kind of an academic piggy bank. Each Wednesday morning, my fifth grade teacher at Dodd Elementary in West St. Paul handed out little
Elbow to Elbow Loneliness. At least a half a dozen people have mentioned it to me this week,
This week’s Early Childhood Family Education (ECFE) topic was “The Problem of Praise”, an in depth look at the perils of employing praise to reinforce
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