“I knew the moment had arrived, for killing the past and coming back to life.” One of my favorite songs by Pink Floyd is called Coming Back to Life. If you have never heard it, watch the video from the Pulse Tour. It’s just incredible. The keys, the guitar, the vocals… man, it gets me every time. Over…
Conversations on Freedom
As we were walking to the Auto Show today from the parking garage, we could see all the protesters at the No Kings protest. Hezekiah and Zeke were asking about protests — what do that mean, what were they protesting, etc. I explained to them that in America, one of the rights we have is…
Lenten Reflection XVIII: Redeem the Day
The thing about Starbucks cups is the lids can be a little sketchy sometimes. Either you have to pry them off or they pop off with the tiniest squeeze. It was a cold blustery day after a week of 60º temperatures, winter has returned. So I got myself a nice venti caramel hot chocolate and…
Inattentional Blindness
One might ask, “Why are Josh and Damascene putting new doors in the barn in the middle of winter?” I am a chucker. In general, I don’t like hanging on to lots of stuff “in case I might need it someday.” I am sure that causes several of you readers to shudder and tighten your…