Time Magazine recently featured a cover story called The Case Against Summer Vacation. So in response, I put together some things I miss about childhood summers. I don’t know if those dog days helped or hurt my academic progress, but I sure loved them. Here’s why: Playing outside all day . . . and only Read the full article…
Here’s a disclaimer to this post: I never went through confirmation class as an adolescent. So I don’t have any memories of nine months of classes, meetings with mentors, and then a holy moment of joining the church just in time to graduate from sixth grade. I just don’t. As a result, my views about Read the full article…
My goodness, I loved these guys in high school. I never wore the T-shirts or had the hair or did the drugs, but I sure loved the music of Led Zeppelin. I even remember getting permission one night to see the midnight showing of their movie The Song Remains The Same (not worth the lost Read the full article…
Last Friday, I scheduled an appointment with a physical trainer at the YMCA where I exercise so that he could give me a new workout. I’d been doing the same routine since January. Even though it was a taxing program, I had gotten used to it and so wasn’t getting the same benefit from it Read the full article…
If you’re paying attention, you may notice a slight deviation in the arc of Crescendo. While the series comes from Psalm 146-150 and the crescendo of praise that section offers to God . . . we skipped Psalm 149. OK, I skipped Psalm 149. I couldn’t really figure out how to make it work in Read the full article…
