The sun came up as bright as you might wish for an Easter morning. Dazzling yellow set in a sky of Easter egg blue. But the…
It’s Easter. There’s a blizzard blowing past my windows and piling up snow against the back door.
Three lumps of coal in the stocking for me — I’ve been writing too much about politics of late and who…
There is not enough snow to ski. Not really. The tips of my poles hit the asphalt path beneath the thin layer of snow with an…
Lutherans are not given to noisy celebration, so you might have missed this. The Lutheran Reformation turned 500 years old…
It would be a cold existence if it were nothing but God in his heavens, us below and an unfathomable void in-between. That’s why I…