My heart feels burdened lately. What started out as warnings concerning the threat of an unprecedented virus seems to have turned into opportunity for unnecessary dread.

Let me explain my concerns before l get labeled uncaring, foolish, or conspiracy driven. Here we were, driving along as our daily routines dictated. Suddenly the engine light came on and we stopped. We evaluated the situation, got our bearings, had a look under the hood, and determined that it was, indeed, in need of...

I’m 32 and adore Simon and Garfunkel, is that normal?

Probably not. Anyhow, music isn’t crucial to our topic but SILENCE is, and I want to consider this question:

How long can you stand actual silence?

Thanks to “shelter in place,” we have become regular walkers on creek paths near our home, daily passing dozens of other humans in their pursuit of outdoor activities.

But I’m surprised how often I pass by people who are blasting intense music on their phones while they stroll in...

I nearly opened with a rhetorical question: have you ever felt so sad, so angry, so hurt and disappointed that you didn’t think God was powerful enough to fix your problems, or fix the problems of our world?

But then I realized I’d never met a person who could honestly answer no to the question, and I thought perhaps it was fair to assume we’d all be in the same boat.

Life is hard. It is also beautiful and rich and a...