She was excited to show me her ticket. Each week during the worship service, I have one of the children bring an item that’s special to them. They put it in a “mystery box.” I then let them pull it out, and we talk about it. Kaitlyn’s was a ticket to a University of Kentucky …
I pulled my hoodie up over my head and laid back down. The nurse was in the room checking on Madi, my daughter. When her first-child, Eli, was born four years ago, I got there just in time for the little guy’s first cry. I wasn’t going to chance it with this birth, so I …
“There she is, the girl with the laughing smile,” I told my wife. “I could sure use some laughter. Let’s go on in.” I was referring to the barista working at one of our favorite coffee houses. The last time we were there, I had attempted to order a cup of tea for Lori and …
“I really don’t have a whole lot to say about him,” I said to my wife as I returned from the funeral visitation. Then I paused and added, almost as a trivial aside, “Other than the fact that he was a man who never had a bad day. And never complained.” “A man who never …
I had almost talked myself out of visiting him. Had I stayed with my original plan, I would have missed the blessing. Sometimes I feel that visiting my parishioners who are residents in local long-term care facilities is not the most productive use of my time. After all, I’ve reasoned, some of them don’t remember …