Thanksgiving, then and now.

Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade was on TV this morning while I swept the living room in anticipation for our guests. There are few things that take me back to my childhood as much as the smell of turkey and the sound of the parade on TV. I immediately thought of Grandma McCool. I have never... Continue Reading →

Prophets of a Future Not Our Own

In memory of Oscar Romero (1917–1980) A Future Not Our Own It helps now and then to step back and take a long view. The Kingdom is not only beyond our efforts, it is beyond our vision. We accomplish in our lifetime only a fraction of the magnificent enterprise that is God's work. Nothing we... Continue Reading →

White Privilege and Elementary Thanksgiving

Yesterday I was in the car with my kindergartner and my first grader, driving home from school. They were telling me about what they had learned in school about Native Americans, given the quickly-approaching Thanksgiving holiday. Ransom, my kindergartner, made a passing comment about how there are no Native Americans around today. I said, "Well,... Continue Reading →

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