Notes from a Traveling Team of Six Year Old Professors

Notes from a Traveling Team of Six Year Old Professors

Silly me, I thought I had a lot to show our newest first graders. I thought a short little field trip to my office before Sunday school started might be just the thing to put them at ease, to help them get more comfortable with hanging out with me before I officially...
Hush Up, You Bells

Hush Up, You Bells

She said it in a serious meeting, so I couldn’t clap my hands or laugh at the wonder and beauty of it out loud. We were talking about death, for goodness sake. We sat around a conference table, discussing a sort of gentle rubric, a structure Kendra had lovingly...
Beware of Gifts After Midnight

Beware of Gifts After Midnight

Don’t let this cute kitten face fool you. This is the same creature who hopped onto my bed at 3:42 am Saturday night and brought me a present fresh from the backyard, still alive and wriggling in her mouth! Maybe she felt sorry for me, abandoned for the weekend...
Reason #37,219 Why Kids Are the Best

Reason #37,219 Why Kids Are the Best

Y’all, I’m falling in love all over again. We have a new crop of first graders on the Children’s Hall, and already they’re teaching me things I didn’t know. Like Reason #37,219 Why Kids Are the Best. What is reason #37,219? you ask? I...
When God Tastes Like Brownies…

When God Tastes Like Brownies…

© 2010 jeffreyw, Flickr | CC-BY | via Wylio She posted it on Facebook last week, and I couldn’t get the question out of my head. “Do you know that God tastes like brownies dropped off by a friend from seminary when one is feeling very sorry for one’s self?” Some...