Imagine my chagrin. In my high school days (oh my – that was over 70 years ago!) I thought I invented a word.
I was giving a talk to a large group of older women living in a facility for Holocaust survivors. I had done several large studies on spiritual life in mainstream..
I attended a workshop recently where the presenter shared his perspective about the life course which looked a lot like a hill with a very sharp, downward trajectory..
I must admit that I didn’t know how to start writing for today. Learning to give myself permission to be angry is part of my daily practice of giving myself permission..
I was so excited. During the winter of 2007, John, the kids and I were going to downtown Cleveland’s Playhouse Square to see a production of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s rock..
Today we kick off a new series on the theme, You Have Permission To…
I could make a mile-long list of reasons that I love practicing ministry as a healthcare chaplain in an environment where most of the older adults I minister to are..
The Kingdom of Heaven is like a family in search of a quick meal on a school night.
I was sitting in the office of my advisor at Garrett Theological Seminary. It was my last appointment on the last day of my final week in seminary. And it was a time of..
Clarity is something that I didn’t know I needed, until it was pointed out to me that my world was actually very blurry. I was in the fifth grade and it was the very..
