I’m not going to the hospital
It's been six months. Six months since hospitals, nursing homes and assisted living began restricting visitors. That means I can't go to the hospital.
Should you bring a gun to church?
I think that any place where I would need to be armed is most likely a place I shouldn't be going anyway.
An away game
I haven't preached at a church that wasn't my own for a long, long time. I think the last time was in Kenya.
Fifty seconds of prayer
It would be just me, to say a final prayer of committal, something very important to the daughter.
Each day is a gift
My days may be numbered, but I cannot and will not take one of them for granted.
Memorials in a pandemic world
The memories that make us either cry or laugh are so much better when we can sit and share them with others.
The security of a tent
I've always liked the idea of crawling into a tent for the night. It feels snug. Secure.
Forever? Or just a moment?
It feels like this is going to go on forever.
