Why you can stop fearing failure
I can hardly wait! That in itself is a small miracle. The teacher in my mandatory high school art class once told me that my perspective was “screwy as hell."…
When words fail
Words fail me. Maybe that’s the point. Some things are spoken most truly without words. Isn’t that why there are sunsets and roses and hugs? And people who sit, silent,…
How to break the power of shame
We sing it at the close of the Maundy Thursday service: “Christ of the open hands. . . let us come with you.” Do we mean it? …