Nothing saves us from the tragedy of ossifying more surely than a devotion to regularly turning over the soil of personhood so that new expressions of the soul can come abloom. — Maria Popova. I am attracted to the imagery of turning over the soil being like recreating oneself. No, I’m not talking about a…
Loved Well
Today is Memorial Day. This morning’s meditation was filled with memories of my friends, teammates, and neighbors who have died. I tried to pull up a memory of each. The problem is my list is growing exponentially — a result of getting older. What do I try and remember about each — a time of…
Trinity Sunday
Today is Trinity Sunday, but if you were ask me to explain the Holy Trinity I would fail miserably. I attended Trinity Cathedral in Little Rock, served on its vestry, but you won’t find any meditations at “the Hubbell Pew” that unlocks the mysteries of the Trinity. I’ve even known a few Rectors, Priests, and…
Memorial Day Weekend
Today we begin Memorial Day Weekend. We not only honor those who gave their lives in service to our country, we also honor those who served and made it through the horrors of war to return home. My father and Suzy’s father both served in WW II and Korea. The two men were hardly alike.…