In Fall 2020, my Uncle Bob shipped his Lortone rock tumbler to me, along with a bunch of rocks he had collected over the course of many years. He knew my son was a collector— of rocks, coins, and random objects he used to call “beautiful things.” My uncle thought rock tumbling might be a nice hobby for our family while we were quarantining at home during the Covid-19 pandemic.
Living Faithfully in an Ambiguous World During these 40 days leading up to Easter Sunday, our writers have decided to use the writing of Henri Nouwen as the source of..
Our local newspaper recently ran an article about the secrets of navigating the job market after age 60. Any of us who have done this knows the anxiety that surrounds..
The poet Mary Oliver asked a question that rests upon our hearts and minds as we enter this new decade in the year 2020: “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your..
There is tremendous power in listening to the “old” music that provides the soundtrack to your life. Those “old” pieces can ignite new opportunities for conversation and..
I am the light of the world! You people come and follow me! If you follow and love, you’ll learn the mystery of what you were meant to do and be.
Merry Christmas! I offer words from Howard Thurman as a gift for you this day. Words written almost half a century ago. Yet they are helpful for us as we live in this..
Barren Little did I know how difficult it would be to have children. After years of trying, my husband and I sought a fertility specialist who helped us finally get..
