On Thursdays, just outside my work area, there is a group of mothers from the community who meet and have coffee together. It’s a club to which I can’t gain admittance. I hear talk filter in of new babies and new houses; it is hard to hear and not feel deprived. I begin to feel … More Companionship and Incarnation.
I’ve never had a growth spurt in the entire course of my life. I stared out about 18″ long and gradually inched my way up (by units of measure smaller than inches; inches would have constituted a growth spurt, after all) to my adult height of 5’2″. The rest of my life seems to inch … More Timing is Everything. (Or, how my mind hopped from timing to individualism to the communal consequences of sin).