Faith Under Siege

My faith is under attack. While COVID-19 pummels the body, my soul feels under siege. My ability to trust strains under the load of all the things I do not know. Some days, some hours are better ...

Angels We Have Heard on High

Hope is a big deal for me.  Two reasons. One is a son whose continues to battle opioid addiction and for whom this season does not seem to hold much light. Grandchildren are the other. Both ...

What Do I Want for Christmas?

What do you want for Christmas? When my age could be captured by a single digit, the question would take weeks to answer. The pages of the Christmas catalogues from Eaton’s and Sears would become...

Conquering the Limits of Willpower

“Shake it off,” we tell our grandchildren when they fall. When the kids were of pre-school age the words of encouragement were “You’re doing it, you’re doing it”. Our exhortations mean to convey ...

Have I Lost My Ability to Believe?

Caleb, my son, is back in jail. After a three-month “run” on heroin, cocaine and other cocktails, he was picked up on a breach of the conditions of his release. No new charges; only the past with...