Been thinking about the in-between day. You know, the day between Jesus’ crucifixion and resurrection. I see groggy disciples waking, wondering if it was all a horrible dream. No, the master is not here. Wasn’t here all night. Oh yeah, they would remember, Nicodemus took the body to a grave. A grave? For Jesus? The […]
Never understood why they call it Good Friday. I’m pretty sure that, watching the events of that day, Jesus’ friends didn’t call it good. Nothing good about the sinless Son of God being betrayed, arrested, accused, denied, condemned, beaten, mocked and crucified. But then Jesus’ friends didn’t know about Sunday. They had forgotten his words […]
It was the best April Fool’s Day prank ever. In the mid 80s all the kids were still home; the oldest ones, teenagers. Although April Fool’s jokes were a family tradition, none of mine were particularly creative: “Look outside; it snowed. Three feet.” That worked until the kids got older. Let’s see, about preschool age. […]
“How hard can it be?” Whenever I hear the question, I think of the summer of 2004 when I told my friends why I was going to rent a car for our trip to Oxford, England. Yes, I knew they drive on the left, not the right, side of the road. But I would counter […]
Davy Crockett died last week. Well, not exactly. Fes Parker, who played Davy in the 1950s feature films, died. He was 85. Davy was my first hero – not only because of the ’50s shows, but because of a popular youth biography (remember those orange covered books), and, of course, there was John Wayne’s The […]
On February 22, 1732 George Washington was born on a plantation near Fredericksburg, Virginia. And on the same date in 1949, I was born in Canyon. Have always been proud of the association with our first president. As have other friends of mine who share the same birthday. Seems we all grew up having Washington-themed […]
Goodbye. Not a word that I particularly like. But this morning I said it to my youngest daughter and youngest grandchild who will be on their way to North Carolina when I get out of class. Don’t like the word because I don’t like separation. I want family and friends close. OK, maybe not always […]