It was hard to ignore all the media swirling around the Time magazine cover on “attachment parenting” last week. The shot of the mother nursing a boy who appeared old enough to play t-ball was designed to stop us in our tracks—it did, good job with that—still, I found myself curiously unstirred about the issueContinue reading “Grace in the Parenting Storm”
Category Archives: A student of faith
In Praise of Old Women with Cellulite
I hear them before I see them, their voices rising up in sing-song and echoing off the greenhouse dome that covers the pool at our local YMCA. I can’t tell what they’re singing, only that they sound happy and spry—more like a schoolgirl choir than a pool full of women in their final decades. CrossingContinue reading “In Praise of Old Women with Cellulite”
Aren’t you tired?
This painting (The Passion) by Patty Wickman was the very first image of the very first Renaissance Service (TM) I ever did. Imagine entering a candlelit sanctuary at night with this projected up big on a photographer’s seamless on the altar…as if to say “Come unto me, all who are heavy laden, and I willContinue reading “Aren’t you tired?”
This new season
Today I will write the final pages of my Historical Theology exam. We had two days to answer the question of the role philosophy has played in the formation, defense, and dissemination of the Christian faith over the past 2000 years. Great question. I’ve got 20 pages so far and it’s not due til 3:00.Continue reading “This new season”
Lessons from the Garden
Every once in a great while I come across something so simple and brilliant and true I wish I’d written it myself. I didn’t, but I can do the next best thing, which is to share it with you. This very short story was written by Anne Herbert, who I’ve come to discover is theContinue reading “Lessons from the Garden”
Heather Choate Davis 