I’m sitting on the couch with the TV on and my laptop open. I check my Facebook page, my school email, my home email, my blog dashboard. None of this is important. I check again. In the other room, my husband Lon sits at the dining room table which serves as his home office. HeContinue reading “Homo Incurvatus in Se”
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In His time
Eight years ago I was sitting on some dilapidated bleachers in a pile of weeds on the visitor’s side of the baseball field at University High. My son, Graham, who had been put on the varsity as a 13-year old freshman, was there; he played an inning or two in left field, as I recall.Continue reading “In His time”
Opening Day!
Well, the day has finally come! The book is now available for sale. To buy a copy, just click on The Pitcher’s Mom on the menu above: it’ll take you straight to the Amazon page. I hope you get a chance to read it, and share it with any baseball-loving moms and dads you mightContinue reading “Opening Day!”
Faith is waiting
The reasons I haven’t been blogging much are twofold. Primarily, it’s because of school. Not that I can’t find a moment to jot down a few words, but because the nature of the studies and the desire I have to swallow them whole is making it difficult to imagine little bite-sized reflections on, say, whetherContinue reading “Faith is waiting”
Home
I’ve been reading The Confessions by St. Augustine for class. I first read his work when I was putting together The Renaissance Service, the arts-based vespers that looked to the arts as a window to the divine. I remember learning about his mother, Monica, who wept as she prayed for her “prodigal” son; she wasContinue reading “Home”
Heather Choate Davis 