When I grew up and moved away I rarely saw them. But in December of every year I especially remember my grandparents. Each December…

One of the dangers of a comfortable life is that comfort becomes our norm. So, we notice when events dip below that standard, but…

Last night Margie read from and signed copies of her book, The Exact Place. Anita had filled Toad Hall with candles and flowers, arranged…

As Susan Cain points out in her fascinating book, Quiet, American society went through an important cultural shift in the opening years of the…

When I was visiting my daughter, her son Mason, who was seven, quietly took her aside and said, “Mom, could I ask White-haired Grandma…

Fearing randomness meaningfully This past weekend I did nothing and it was profoundly productive. We spent the weekend away from Toad Hall, away from…

In the current tug-o-war about gender responsibilities in Christian marriages, many couples have the challenge of deciding who “brings home the bacon.” The tension…

On a morning late in April I woke and couldn’t remember where I was. There had been too many beds that month. When I…

Driving through a section of Guatemala City for the five hundredth time, a strange tape played through my mind. Godzilla was trampling Tokyo, simultaneously…

Bulwarks of safety Walls have been in the news. At various places along America’s southern border the U.S. government is erecting a border fence…