Every time I read a book about being Black in the United States, I become sad at the horrible way that people of color have been treated, and continue to be treated, in what is so often called "the land of the free." Every time I read an article this year about the 100th anniversary … Continue reading How do you do it?
I had a wonderful weekend away at Bear Creek Camp, the Lutheran church camp I've been connected to in various ways for my entire life. My family and I went there for a special "Labor Day Family Camp," an event I last attended in 1987 or so. Wow. That's a long time. Anyway, while I … Continue reading Phones No More
I just read Wendell Berry's book The Hidden Wound, an extended essay about racism, told in part as a memoir of his childhood experiences with two Black people who touched his life. The Hidden Wound was written in 1969, but it's remarkable how applicable it is to today's world. Berry wrote this: I am trying … Continue reading Some Wounds are Still Open
So I've changed my mind about something political. I have to admit, this is something I didn't think was possible. I didn't think any of us could change our minds at all. But thanks to an article in my local paper, I did. It's about the Electoral College, the arcane tool used to elect presidents … Continue reading Electoral Change
So, I've recently discerned one of the things that continually upsets me in daily life, that causes me both anxiety and depression. It's a major trigger for me, and that's a shame, because it's almost unavoidable in everyday life. The really interesting thing about this trigger, for me, is that I have finally found something … Continue reading One of My Biggest Triggers
Sometimes I find out just how angry people are. Sometimes I make the mistake of reading the comments. Facebook posts these days are so frequently about wearing masks, or about churches being open, or about opening businesses, or about keeping them closed. Even reading just those posts can sometimes remind me of the anger, but … Continue reading Sometimes Despair
I must say this. I have to take a stand. As a Christian in this nation, I am increasingly upset every year. Each December, as I make my way through streets and stores, I hear holiday greetings. But never, never do I hear the name of the holiday I am celebrating. It's sickening. Oh sure, … Continue reading Merry Christmas? Bah!
The "Stations of the Cross" are a spiritual tool commonly found in Roman Catholic churches. The Stations themselves are stops on a path that one walks. The path is like a pilgrimage of sorts, telling the story of the Passion of Jesus Christ. Each Station on the path represents one part of that story, and … Continue reading Fourteen
We are living in very polarizing times today. In the United States, it has become increasingly difficult to hold a conversation about a political topic with people who disagree with you. Friendships and family relationships have become frayed and painful. Family gatherings, such as Thanksgiving, have in some families become times of great anxiety and … Continue reading Praying Together About the Things We Can’t Talk About
There's a part of me that wants to write more about Brett Kavanaugh. But I won't. One post was enough. There's a part of me that wants to write in solidarity with #metoo and with women across the country. But I don't know what to write. There's precious little that I (as a white, straight, … Continue reading I Hate Emojis