School is officially over, but while many have viewed this weekend as a time to barbecue and celebrate summer we should all take a step back.
If you didn’t already know — I hold our nation’s military very close to my heart, not only because my husband is a veteran, but because I understand the sacrifices that have been made for our freedoms.
Tomorrow is Memorial Day, not to be confused with Veteran’s Day. Memorial Day is a time to remember those military personnel who paid the ultimate price, while Veteran’s Day is to honor military personnel who fought in the war and survived.
I sincerely wish each and every one of you a most blessed and Merry Christmas and a safe and happy holiday season.
As I wish this to you, I do write with a heavy heart. I know many of you feel the same thing. We all try to meaningfully and effectively say “Merry Christmas” or “Happy Holidays.” Yet how can these words have any current meaning in Newtown, Conn.?
I was on an outing last week with a group of folks from states all around the country. A new friend, Bill Cooper, has a fine outdoor media business going. I’m sure I couldn’t quite hide my quizzical look when I asked him where he is from.
“Muh-zur-RUH,” he said.
Hmm ... I thought it was pronounced Muh-zur-EE. Because he lives there, I guess he knows better than I do the pronunciation of his state.
He probably thinks the pronunciation of my home state is LOUISE-e-anna.
In my second year of seminary, I took a class called Systematic Theology. The course was challenging in many ways, and part of the readings were about creation and God’s care and concern for all of the earth and everything in it.
I have always paid attention to nature and the beauty of the earth, yet I began to listen and look for God within all that God has created including flowers, trees, insects, birds and other creatures in the wild. I became particularly interested in birds and the way they live and behave in their circle of life.