I am sitting here at 4 in the morning with a copy of Transfigured Faith on either side of me. These are the copies that friends have read, written on, and given back. Both friends’ comments have challenged me. One of my friends suggested some major restructuring: organize thematically instead of chronologically. Remember when I …
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It Takes One Day . . .
Today I watched a video about the experiences of Egyptian immigrants to Nashville. Many of them were professionals in their home country – doctors, hotel managers, teachers, lawyers. But they can’t do those things here without getting a degree from an American college. So the majority of them work at Opryland Hotel. I worked with …
Thirteen Years
Will, Sometimes I am scared that I will forget your face. Or your voice. Or how exactly you sounded when you said, “Hey, Kris.” Sometimes I am scared of forgetting how beautiful your life was. Sometimes I am scared of a world that goes on when you are gone. I am scared of the eighteenth …
On Humility (And Nursing a Bruised Ego)
Yesterday Madeleine got her card moved from green to yellow – for the first time EVER!! She made it all the way through kindergarten and first grade without having her card pulled. There were a lot of tears on the way home yesterday. She didn’t do anything terrible; she was just supposed to be sitting …