I still remember my very first day of seminary at Brite Divinity School, Texas Christian University. For some reason, my first class was in June right after I'd graduated from Texas A&M in May. I was 22 years old. I guess I was just trying to get started taking classes without really knowing what I… Continue reading God in Us
He's here. Our newest grandson, River Grant Ryan, arrived on December 2, just a few minutes after midnight. We believed he would be born on 12/1 but I think he was waiting to have a cool birthdate, 12/2/2020. He's beautiful and healthy, a pandemic baby from start to finish. His arrival sent a burst of… Continue reading The Baby Thing
I officiated a Covid-era funeral recently. Less than 10 people were allowed to be present. The funeral director had on a mask. The podium was sterilized between each person who spoke. The service was live-streamed. What I found more excruciating than the lack of people and even the loss itself, was that I couldn't comfort… Continue reading A Serious Hug Deficiency
From my new favorite song, Music to My Eyes is this line, I want to sing you a sunrise and be the dawn I know will move you. I cherish being up early. My husband gets up super early and I make sure I'm up an hour before he is just to soak in silence,… Continue reading Good Morning Apricot Mango
Dr. Cindy Ryan 