Our toddler grandsons spend a fair amount of time in Time Out. Their mom has a little chair by a lonely wall and a tiny sand-filled timer there. It looks like an hour glass except it is only a minute timer. They are close in age and tend to tussle over all kinds of things,… Continue reading Time Out, Again?
We call the Saturday before Easter Holy Saturday. I believe it is the most excruciatingly painful day in the Christian year. It is a day of grim reality. It is a day of harsh loss...after the death, after the divorce, after the worst news you can imagine. Nothing is fixed. Nothing is better. Only silence… Continue reading This Day