midweek musings

Last Sunday, coming home from church, we were listening to NPR on satellite radio. The news mentioned Easter celebrations taking place around the world, and during the report the journalist noted that it was a day of joy for the approximately 2.5 billion people who call themselves Christians. That number really struck me. Because I am sure that scared band of eleven disciples, along with perhaps fifty or sixty other devoted followers, many of them women, could never have imag

Midweek Musing: The Dogwood I remember a time when I was growing up when my mother took up painting. Now, I am not talking about repainting a bedroom wall or touching up the trim. I mean actual painting. Still lifes. The kind with an old mason jar sitting just so, or a kitchen basket full of farm fresh eggs arranged in the light like it belonged in somebody’s country home magazine. She painted simple things, familiar things, the kind of things that most people might pass by w