In the past week alone, I found myself in three different conversations with colleagues who are walking alongside aging parents in their late 80s and early 90s. Each one expressed a similar worry: their parent seems deeply lonely. These older adults are living with the natural physical changes that come with aging, but those physical challenges are intertwined with emotional and spiritual ones as well. Grief is present in each of their stories. One parent is grieving the loss of a longtime..
Within a week of starting a seminary internship in Minneapolis, I was packed into a van with a youth group on an adventure to Ghost Ranch, New Mexico. Going from the big..
This past July 4th, our son, daughter-in-law, and our grandchildren Isabell and Jami came for a visit. We had a lovely time going to the zoo, visiting the lake, and..
In the “olden” days, before all the electronic miracles that consume our lives today, there was a phenomenon that doesn’t exist today. It was utterly reliable,..
My wife and I learned to sing it at a General Synod meeting. It could be a good anthem for Advent. Portions of the lyrics are:
Eighteen years ago, my 49-year-old husband died, very suddenly, while he was traveling. December 9, 2004 is a date that can conjure up so many memories and emotions,..
Thanksgiving has always been a favorite holiday for our family. This is in part because of the food. I do love my turkey, mashed potatoes and dressing followed by a good..
Lucas is my third great grandchild, almost six months old, and thriving! He is cute, fun, smart, and playful as described by his unbiased great grandmother (me) whose..
If you would come to my house to spend a night, a week or a month, you would hear me say, “While you are here, this is your home. Feel free to use what you need and..
