Life As A Tree

Life As A Tree

There is an odd thing about nature; everything is quite adept at being what it is, except humans. I look out at everything growing so wild and faithfully beneath the sky and wonder why we are the one terrible part of creation privileged to refuse our flowering. (David...

Bedtime History

I confess that I dreamed of being a football commentator as an adolescent. Perhaps I love the sound of my own voice, because I became a preacher. But it was never the facts of what I was sharing – it was the drama that mattered. I think I am more drawn to...