My parents grew up in relative poverty in England in the early part of the twentieth century, when there was very little economic opportunity. Neither of them was able to finish school or could afford to go to college. My mother lived with her three brothers in a...
On vacation last summer, my wife and I made a road-stop in a small town in South Carolina. We found a great little coffee shop overlooking a picturesque harbor, and settled in to enjoy a moment of peace and quiet conversation. We obviously weren’t quiet enough because...
Is it just me, or does it feel like spring has really struggled to break through this year? There was a chill in the air this morning as the sun came up and caught the few azaleas that have courageously begun to flower in my back yard. They glowed in resistance to...
A couple of weeks ago I was speaking at our church on the subject of hope in the context of war and violence. As always, I did my best to present a positive and hopeful way forward because I truly believe Jesus provides us with that kind of possibility. As always, I...
I love fall for many reasons, and one of the main ones is food and drink. We had friends over the other day for a leisurely meal, some good wine, and meaningful but relaxed conversation. That’s not an unusual occurrence. But somehow on this occasion, looking around...
