Another voice of Elijah

“We, the culture of the self-made man, tend not to talk about vulnerability, as if it’s something that can be outsmarted. It can’t. Since the dawn of man, each and every one of us has been only one crushed vertebrae, one unrequited love, one dark alley, one mottled cell, one blown megadeal away from beingContinue reading “Another voice of Elijah”

Easter baskets, God, and Graham

Today I am dropping my son Graham off at the airport for a 12-day business trip— an amazing adventure and work opportunity rolled into one. I’m so happy for him. But I’m also keenly aware that this will be the first Easter in 23 years that we have not celebrated all together as a family.Continue reading “Easter baskets, God, and Graham”