We don’t like to let ourselves. I know I don’t. I like to be the heroine of my little story. Oh, y’know, I’ve got a future and a destiny and I’ve got talents and I can go out and do things! ‘Cause I’m […]
It is the occupational hazard of being a naturally law-abiding person and growing up in a functional, spiritually grounded home that I should find it easy to underestimate things like grace. And to find it difficult to believe that wrongs can be transformed or that whatever I have gotten myself into, God is […]
People who’ve known me a long time will probably laugh at that. If you’d told me ten years ago that I’d ever like being wrong, I would have laughed too (albeit a bit nervously). ‘Cause my mom still tells stories about the way I would come […]
Was thinking yesterday – it being 9/11 – about how sadness is necessary. It’s the inverse of something I’ve heard an atheist say, that in an unfeeling, impersonal, chaotic universe, joy is a fleeting thing, so we have to cling to it. G. K. Chesterton wrote in Orthodoxy that he believed that something […]
The problem with recasting one’s life as a story is that it’s tempting to write all the plot twists in. I do this all the time. I get anxious about any story with an “open” canon (until I was a teenager, I’d never got into a series that wasn’t finished) ‘Cause I want […]
There comes a moment in everyone’s life (or most everyone’s life, I hope), when you realize you’ve outdone your teacher. It might be something as simple as the day your parents can no longer help you with your homework. Which may just be because it’s been a couple decades since they last took […]