Nearly 30 years later, my heart still pounds loudly when I relive this event. It’s early fall 1985. I’ve been teaching theology to seminarians since fall 1983. I’ve agreed to make a presentation at an informal faculty gathering. Read the rest of this entry »
Even though I’m the oldest of four daughters, destined to be Number One whether I like it or not, I have to confess: I like being Number One! I like being the Boss! At least most of the time.
My husband is the Number Two child in his family. Read the rest of this entry »
Houston, March 1999. A small family gathering in memory of Mother’s death in February. Several next-generation cousins are there. We watch a video of the memorial service for Mother. Death is in the air and on my mind. Not simply Mother’s death, but Diane’s and mine. Did Diane’s ALS break Mother’s heart? Read the rest of this entry »
“No, I will not do that.” Tough words, particularly when I’m not clear about what I will do. Many times I’ve ended up making excuses or Read the rest of this entry »
God must be laughing right now. Not at me, but with me. It finally happened. Read the rest of this entry »
That’s how I’d headline my teenage and young adult approach to making decisions. Safe, not sorry! I still carry remnants of this in me, even though I know nothing is necessarily safe, and there’s no guarantee I’ll never be sorry. Life isn’t safe; Read the rest of this entry »
Part 1 focused on my infatuation with a gifted young man. I can’t say I actually met him at the mission conference. He probably never knew my name. Yet I daydreamed about a possible future with him, Read the rest of this entry »
Fall in the 1990s. I’m in my 50s. A friend gives me a covered tea-cup. It’s lovely. When I get home I read the inscription on the cup and begin weeping. This isn’t about me. It’s about someone else. I can’t even imagine my way into this approach to life. Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 