The IU men’s basketball news had our household in a tizzy on Monday. My husband obsessed over the details of the buyout, the possible new head coaches, and the best outcome for the team. I could not let go of the potential $10.5 million given to fire the coach. I tweeted about the many ways that money could have benefited Bloomington and the university in terms of education, poverty, health care, the environment, children, youth, and students, and yet we spent a vast earthly treasure on sports. Our priorities seemed so contrary to what Jesus advocates in the Sermon on the Mount.
Read MoreIn the dark and freezing cold temperatures last week, we made an ice globe. We took a balloon, filled it with water, and then let it freeze outdoors for a few days. When we cut off the balloon, we dumped excess water out of the hollow ice globe. Then we lit a tealight candle, placed it inside the globe, and admired the beauty on our porch. “Let your light shine before others,” Jesus told his disciples in the Sermon on the Mount, “so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.”
Read MoreWhen I was around 5, I tumbled off my Ms. Pac-Man Big Wheel and skinned my knee deeply enough that I still have the scar. I had removed the back seat from the Big Wheel and was riding on my knees down a small driveway hill. The pain of the injury taught me not to ride the Big Wheel improperly again.
Read MoreWe greet your arrival with wonder, Loving God, that you would humble yourself and come to us as a child. This year has humbled us with grief, loneliness, exhaustion, and anxiety. Shine your light in our darkness and illumine our path with your presence.
Read MoreWhen I was four years old, I received an amazing gift the week before Christmas – a baby sister. I was so excited to play with her and care for her. Yet my mom says about two weeks later, the novelty had worn off. Turns out a tiny baby doesn’t make much of a playmate.
Read MoreThis pandemic has awakened my senses. Perhaps it’s the slower pace of life. Perhaps it’s the extended time at home. Even the most ordinary moments seem stronger, brighter, and more lovely to me.
Read MoreWhen our daughter was about two years old, she entered the “Mine!” phase, grabbing toys and art supplies away from other children at daycare. In addition to correcting her, we read to her Todd Parr’s The Peace Book, a brightly illustrated children’s book with lovely thoughts about peace: “Peace is saying you’re sorry when you hurt someone. Peace is helping your neighbor. Peace is thinking about someone you love.”
Read MoreAs we munch on Thanksgiving leftovers, we turn our attention to Advent, which means “arrival.” During Advent, we prepare for the first coming of Jesus as a baby and look forward to his return in glory. We live in the between-time, the place of tension, and we do so as people of hope.
Read MoreIn school, I despised group projects. As a type-A personality, I always felt the pressure to take charge, and often, to do all of the work. I saw a meme the other day that read: “When I die, I want all of the people who did group projects with me to lower me into my grave so they can let me down one last time.”
Read MoreDo not let this picture of clear blue skies and glassy water on Ogle Lake fool you. We had seen potential rain in the forecast, even had drops on our windshield driving to Brown County, but we started off on a hike with two dogs and a preschooler and left our rain gear in the car.
Read MoreIf you want to experience carefree joy, spend a few moments watching children or dogs play in the leaves this time of year.
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