My father, a man who believed sports instilled lifelong lessons, had a simple rule about end zone celebrations: don’t ever celebrate until the game is over. He’d likely be shaking his head at today’s athletic theatrics, where every first down, every turnover, and even every tackle becomes an excuse for a choreographed jig. “Save the…
Waiting Room
The hum of the service department, punctuated by the tinny strains of “Shake Your Booty” on the Muzak, is hardly a recipe for tranquility. Especially when the news from the mechanic includes a recently expired warranty on a defective part and a dire warning about “threadbare” tires. This is my current reality, stuck in the…
Good Fight
I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. — 2 Timothy 4:7. When St. Paul penned those powerful words, I’m confident he wasn’t picturing a boxing ring, even though my mind often drifts to those Friday nights with my grandmother I spent watching “Friday Night at the…
Life Is a Whole
“Life is a whole, and the journey has been well worth making,” Winston Churchill observed. Churchill’s wisdom was much needed this morning after I had just experienced a night of troubling dreams. After such a night, my mind is prone to wander into the realm of “what ifs.” It’s curious, isn’t it, how often our…
A Nap
When he got up from prayer, he came to the disciples and found them sleeping because of grief. — Luke 22:45. This verse struck a chord, perhaps because I, too, am prone to falling asleep at a moment’s notice, especially when stressed. I also note, that it seems the few times Jesus expresses significant frustration with…