Hello at the end of a variable month, This week we’ve ushered in the fall, the harvest- and color-centric of the seasons. I have noted how this season is so significant for us both literally and figuratively in my recent posting, and certainly, those thoughts are central to me as the fall equinox has arrived.Continue reading “Intent and Consequence”
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“Miracles Out of [Seemingly] Nowhere”
Hello as Autumn has arrived, While cooler, foggier mornings, nights without a need for air conditioning, and the turning of leaves into a painter’s pallet provide some experiential insight that something is happening, the calendar shouts out, that fall is upon us. Many people, myself included, often without prompting that this is their favorite timeContinue reading ““Miracles Out of [Seemingly] Nowhere””
When does Autumn Arrive?
Hello on a September afternoon, It is warm and beautiful, with low humidity and a blue sky that seems even more spectacular after two cataract surgeries. Anyone who has experienced the drastic color difference will know what I mean. The changing of seasons, at least in terms of the calendar, are predictable. While the timeContinue reading “When does Autumn Arrive?”
Episode Two of the Circus
Hello on a Monday afternoon, The week has begun with a plan and some degree of anticipation since I was scheduled for my first of two cataract surgeries this morning. I’ve know for a few years this was on the horizon, but I met that distant boundary was met last September. Unfortunately, the primary providerContinue reading “Episode Two of the Circus”
Begin with One True Sentence
Hello as I wait for my seating, It’s a Monday midsummer, and it’s a warm one. It reminds me of summer days when as a child I would lay on the bed in the front screened-in porch of my parent’s house and read a book. I was fortunate that the neighborhood Public Library was onlyContinue reading “Begin with One True Sentence”
Why Respect Matters
Hello from the diner, When I come to the diner today, I remember how this family establishment has become part of the collective memory of my time in Bloomsburg. There was a period where I was here most every morning and names like Dave, Doug, or Father Fennessy, seated at the left counter as youContinue reading “Why Respect Matters”
To Lament or To Learn
Hello from the micro-acre, The summer I did my Clinical Pastoral Education (CPE) at St. Luke’s in my hometown of Sioux City, there was a lot on my plate. I had been diagnosed with what then was determined to be Ulcerative Colitis, I was on leave from the seminary, was planning a wedding at theContinue reading “To Lament or To Learn”
Trying to Make Sense of it All
Hello at the beginning of another week, One of my former students was quite exasperated with me when she lived at my house because I was at some points a real pain, albeit unintentionally. She was the first of a number of students and exchange students who would live with me, and I must giveContinue reading “Trying to Make Sense of it All”
Only Remembering or Telling What We Want
Hello from yet another February morning, Whether or not it only seems I am looking back at life more frequently or it’s an actuality, I’m unsure, but turning 70 must have something to do with that particular action. And yet as I ponder my life and the events or experiences, the people and places thatContinue reading “Only Remembering or Telling What We Want”
A Scar that Never Fades
Good early morning, Into the post-Super Bowl, pre-Valentine’s Day, middle of the week-Winter Olympics mashup of February. It’s the 10th of February, and a day for me that remains as clearly etched into my memory as November 22, 1963, the 28th of January 1986, 911, or even March 4, 2020 (I actually noted in conversationContinue reading “A Scar that Never Fades”
