On November 8, 2025 I was in a panic as this blog was due November 10, 2025 by 5pm which gave me approximately 47 hours to complete it. Lest, you think I had been shirking my blog writing duties until the last minute, let me assure you that I had been thinking about what to write for over a month and even started writing 3 different drafts. But, my ideas didn’t go anywhere, and were, in fact, not very good. Making my deadline looked bleak as the clock continued its relentless forward march...
I opened the door to the room which should have been completely dark due to the late hour. Instead, I was struck by bright light coming through the window. I peered..
The term “sea change” is a metaphor. It describes dramatic, even cataclysmic, transformations of policies, practices, or perspective. We saw two sea changes on a Dolphin..
Gratitude The last week of September was the warm, sunny crown on a wonderful joy-filled summer. This season was the first time that I was not employed since my teen..
I’m tired! Are you? I’m tired of this new paradigm that shapes our lives, this global pandemic. It seems that just about everything has been changed a bit in light of..
Like so many other people, fall is my favorite season. I love the special warmth of the sun as it penetrates my skin. I marvel at the emerging colors that surround me in..
I recently heard someone celebrating the millions of times people have used the designation of #blessing or #blessed on social media. The conclusion they were making is..
Every home should have a “Harvest Room”: A sanctuary of lives lived and love shared: a hallowed space where God resides and time flows freely and memories are made of..
My all-time favorite Christmas hymn is “O Little Town of Bethlehem,” and the poem by Phillips Brooks. I stood in awe and delight when I spotted his statue in Copley..
When I was growing up, my mom always made a fuss over my dad when he came home from work on a pay day. My dad was very proud to be working full time and was vigorous..
