Memories–Now and Forever

Tomorrow I will attend my home church, as I typically do when I visit my parents for the weekend. With coffee cup in hand, I will make the rounds—hugging old (literally and metaphorically) friends and giving them the sweetened condensed version of how life presently is. Time will allow a few friends to linger longer,…

He’s Got My Back

I’m on the other side of another interstate move, an exhausting practice I really need to stop: total upheaval followed by a long season of making a new life, five times over in the past fifteen years. You might think I’d be used to it by now, but, alas, uncertainty abounds every time and I…

Someday

A few weeks ago my oldest sister had the idea that we girls should help Mom sort through her sewing room. For five or six decades, Mom has saved and stored supplies left over from craft projects, intending to repurpose them Someday. The result of all this packratting was a 10x11 room, walled with shelves…

One Small Foot and Two Little Horns

The dermatologist recently took a sharp (but sterile) instrument to my foot and then ordered me to elevate it as much as possible and not to exercise for two weeks. These haven’t been hard orders to follow since not even sandals are comfortable when you have stitches on the top of your foot. You’d think…

Where Worlds Meet

We’re still in Daniel 7  (“How long, O Lord?”), but today I interrupt that train of thought for a quick look into Daniel 10, where I’ve been living of late in commentary writing. Daniel 10-12 is a really long, really difficult section that begins with a tantalizing text about a divine being (some say Gabriel;…

A Desperate Joy

“Hosanna!” So shouted the celebrants on the first Palm Sunday, and so sang we in church this morning, two thousand years later (we’re not big shouters at my little Baptist church). We were, of course, getting Holy Week started the way Christians typically do: remembering the triumphal entry of Jesus into Jerusalem one week before…