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

Midweek Musing: Shed a Little Light I didn’t expect to find so many ideas, illustrations, and sermon material in a hospital room. But when you spend enough time in one place, you take what you can get. Though after seeing the full bill before insurance today, I am wondering if perhaps, I should have been inspired with the next War and Peace. Now the hospital took great care of me. But the TV channel selection was limited. There was no Hallmark, no Netflix. I could only hand