Mother’s Day Gifts

My youngest son, Miles, gave me a head cold for Mother’s Day. I felt it coming on last night as we sat together in the park near our home and watched a lighted parade of bicycles dressed as bison. My husband has a small non-profit street opera company called Opera-matic, here in Chicago and this odd, but beautiful parade was a part of a gathering they organized with the people in the…

Day Fourteen: Giving Thanks (as a nation)

Our trip to New York this past summer was a whirlwind. We saw an opportunity to go with very little notice. Dave had a client meeting in the area and the flights were cheap and available. We packed up everyone, made a hasty plan, booked a room and embraced the adventure of it all. With three days in the city we stayed in the heart of Times Square and made that our…

Day Thirteen: Eucharist

Eu·cha·rist Origin late Middle English: from Old French eucariste, based on ecclesiastical Greek eukharistia ‘thanksgiving,’ from Greek eukharistos ‘grateful,’ from eu ‘well’ + kharizesthai‘offer graciously’ (from kharis ‘grace’). I could toss around the word, “transubstantiation” all day long. The word clung to me for years as I wandered from my Catholic upbringing. I can remember key historical dates, some stories of the Saints, major doctrines of the church and the idea of…

be grateful…

“Therefore let us be grateful for receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, and thus let us offer to God acceptable worship, with reverence and awe…” Hebrews 12:28 I don’t often have nightmares but when I do they usually revolve around some insecurity or another and for the most part they involve my children. They address my fears, my doubts, my shortcomings. Last night I dreamt I was sitting in a comfortable chair in…