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9 mins read|07/29/14The psalmist writes that our earthly lives last “seventy years, or eighty, if we have the strength.” As if proving the poet right, and showing the world that she did have that kind of strength, Alvena fought on to her eightieth year.
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12 mins read|07/11/14Because I do care now, and will care even after I’m with the Lord, here are some things I hope and pray are not said at my funeral. I care about those who will be there, about what they will hear.
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12 mins read|06/27/14Every year, when this day rolls around, I turn over the stones of remembrance that litter my mind, to see what lurks beneath.
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4 mins read|06/20/14My life will be unwritten, erased by the hand of mortality. And fool that I am, I stand here threatening to snuff out the life of a woman caught in the act which I have acted out in my heart with a thousand women.
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6 mins read|04/12/14I am lord of all I eat. I lord it over meat, potatoes, pecan pie. I make those foods serve my body, transforming them into me. But it is not so with the meal of Jesus.
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8 mins read|04/09/14What we confess concerning a corpse confesses much about how deep, or how shallow, is our understanding of the importance of the incarnation of Jesus, his death, and his (as well as our own) resurrection.
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8 mins read|03/12/14For who of us, at some point in our lives, has not watched with horror and grief as our own “sun” vanishes? You stand around a rectangular depression in the ground to watch a box of wood that cradles your beloved slowly lowered into the dark earth.
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5 mins read|02/21/14God must kill me. He’s got to slay me, put me six feet under, and shovel dirt atop my corpse. Then, it’s like, “Hey, I finally understand! You’re God and I’m not.
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11 mins read|02/19/14Why, given all the things we wish God had told us, but didn’t, does he “waste our time” by stating the patently obvious? Was there, in Moses’ day, an outbreak of violence against the disabled?
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15 mins read|01/21/14A cemetery is a hard place to confess because the cemetery itself seems to confess, “You, O mortal, have lost.”
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10 mins read|12/10/13The details vary, of course, but we too struggle to repair the heart broken by the tragic death of someone we love. We're dazed, angry, speechless.
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4 mins read|10/25/13The reason is much simpler than that: to learn to pray, you must first die. The language of prayer is taught in the school of death.
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