When ‘reporting’ becomes indistinguishable from shouting ‘FIRE!’ in a crowded theater.
ife is meant to be lived, and grandchildren are in our lives to be experienced, and we will simply celebrate every day we have the opportunity to love and to be grateful.
They just bloom in the places where light splashes in, they absorb it, and then they share it without holding back.
think about who you need to make a cup of tea for – and to serve – in order to help put the “civil” and the “kind” and the “generous” back into the heart of our life together as a people in desperate need of a cup of tea.
Like each one of us, stained glass captures, refracts, and passes on a light that is not its own. God – in creativity and light and love and grace – speaks both into us and into the world through us.