Cyrus and the Bathroom Conversation

Aunt Frankie says if you visit with people long enough, every conversation ends up in the bathroom. She must be right, because our entire nation ended up there this weekend. Who uses which bathroom, and who has the right to make that decision are suddenly complex...

Why I Pray

I came of age in my faith at a time when the popular kids were into something we called Name-it-and-Claim-it! Or Blab-it-and-Grab-it. The theology went like this: If you want a cadillac and big house, you just start declaring, out loud, that God should give you those...

In Praise of Easter Bonnets

  I realize picking out Easter clothes is a first world privilege. I know the socially conscious among us would prefer we all be under a bridge on Easter morning feeding the poor instead of parading around the church building in our finery. And the devout among...

Happy Extra Day

I have been guilty of asking for extra hours in a day sometimes. We do have precedence for that. God stop the sun once. But, of course, that had something to do with a battle, and the enemies of God, and a hero who had bigger issues than a crowded to-do list. But...

Waking up is Hard to Do

  When something hard is happening in life (and, really, something usually is) I find that moment between sleeping and waking to be the hardest one of all. I know Tinker Bell told Peter Pan in the movie Hook that it was a dreamy place, and he could always find...

Going Toward the Light

  Light is one of the things I love about the Christmas season. Twinkling lights against dark skies. Shiny baubles on tabletops. Sparkly sweaters and sequined scarves. I love it all. So, I’m intrigued by the whole account of the wise men who followed the...