House of Grace

Being an Episcopal priest, I love that Christmas starts on Christmas Eve and lasts another twelve more days. I'm spending the second th...

The words no one ever wants to hear.  Your flight has been cancelled.  About the time I should have been climbing into bed at my son's h...

All packed and on the way to pilgrimage in Houston.  Yesterday was filled with lasts.  Last, for this trip, early morning fire and cinnamon ...

My traveling friend has been fighting a cold, and had been quite a trooper.  We'd been waiting for her to feel well enough to hike and y...

No wind at the window, no knock on the door  No light from the lamp stand, no foot on the floor  No dream born of tiredness, no ghost raised...