It is my pleasure, in the back of the second violin section in our church orchestra, to share a music stand with tworivers. Tworivers is my dear friend, and it was she who encouraged me, sometime during the summer of 2004, to get my violin out again and join the orchestra. And although I play […]
Read moreYes, I went to the U2 concert. Yes, I had a wonderful time. Yes, U2 is amazing. Yes, I was tired. For Two Days. Yes, I am going to write about it. No, not right now.
Read more“We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we […]
Read moreIt’s tomorrow in China: 10 a.m. on Monday, December 12. I just checked their blog, and saw the photo of Gwen’s crib with the quilt Lynne made for her waiting, folded over the edge. Are they still waiting? or do they have her now? I can’t wait to see her face.
Read moreI’ve never been a sports fan. That’s a difficult confession in our culture, where Anyone who’s Anyone roots for Someone, where it’s friendly to be able to converse about “the game.” And for a woman, enthusiasm for sports, even knowledge about it, adds a kind of aura. Have you seen the movie Something About Mary? […]
Read moreAll day today, in the rare, quieter moments, my mind has drifted far away from here and all the busy-ness that keeps me. I am thinking of China, and of Scott and Lynne; of Caleb, Seth and Madelyn who are home with their grandparents, and of Gwen, who waits. I have writtten here before, and […]
Read moreDid I ever tell you that Mrs. McCaveHad twenty-three sons and she named them all Dave? Well, she did. And that wasn’t a smart thing to do.You see, when she wants one and calls out, “Yoo-Hoo!Come into the house, Dave!” she doesn’t get one.All twenty-three Daves of hers come on the run! This makes things […]
Read moreI’ve just finished reading Marilynne Robinson’s Housekeeping. It’s brilliant. It really is. It is so brilliant that I am quite sure I don’t understand it, but also so brilliant that I think I might (because perhaps anyone can write such as to lose most of his readers). At any rate, I’ve gotten quite a bit […]
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