Monthly Archives: December 2017

Like most of us I have many fond memories of the Christmases of my childhood. I remember family gatherings and the great food. I remember decorating our Christmas tree, which was a cedar cut from one of our fencerows (they … Continue reading →

There I was, being my usual self – all task-focused, calendar-driven, “get it all done now” — when came…….the interruption.  Most of the time, I am able to handle these gracefully, because…..well, that’s what the “gig” calls for (please pardon … Continue reading →

Joseph took Mary as his wife; together they set out for the town of Bethlehem. Mary jostled along riding on the donkey. Joseph led the animal as carefully as he could. It was the beginning of their journey together and … Continue reading →

Oh boy!   Up at 4 a.m. with pain from my MS and terrible spasms.  First thoughts are “Oh no not another sleepless night.”  Then realize I am not alone. God is with me and comforting me. And, He will … Continue reading →

I need a Heart Transplant . . . My heartbeat has become too regular, too predictable. It’s forgotten to skip a beat at the glory of your sunrise, the majesty of the skies, the growth of my gardens, the love … Continue reading →

I stayed up late last night finishing the wrapping and packing of the last of the Advent gifts to be shipped to my granddaughters. This was the second installment; the first was shipped before Thanksgiving. Two big boxes! Lucky and … Continue reading →

“Creator of the stars of night. Your people’s everlasting light, Jesus, Redeemer, save us all, And hear your servants when they call.” Most people don’t know this Advent hymn, but it has been around since at least the 9th century. … Continue reading →

One of the biggest pleasures of the Christmas season is to attend a performance of Handel’s Messiah. Over the years Paulette and I have enjoyed many of them in several cities and states; all were moving, and all focused our … Continue reading →

Back in 1985, my wife and I lived at a co-op apartment complex next to the Old Croton Aqueduct in Suburban NY. One Saturday my daughter, 8 at the time, asked if she could meet her friend outside and play. … Continue reading →

You’re seated in the theater, alive with anticipation. The lights dim. One character appears, an odd sort of a fellow. His solitary voice proclaims: “Prepare ye the way of the Lord.” The orchestra joins in; more characters repeat that one … Continue reading →