On the Horizon: Unpacking Emotional Baggage

I carry stress in my body like deadweight. When I go to the chiropractor, my neck and shoulders crack like they’re made of concrete. I have slight pain in my upper body almost all of the time. It is, in part, 27 years of poor alignment habits that my healthy...

Up From the Grave: Easter in the Ordinary

In my previous post, I reflected on my appreciation for Good Friday through 5 recent months of depression. Good Friday makes Easter glorious. Death’s sting is real, but it is not the end. Death ends with resurrection. Seek, and you will find it everywhere.  On...

Spring Lunch: Tuna Boats

Spring is springing in Chattanooga, Tennessee. After roaring lion cold at the beginning of March, we are surrounded by lambkin grass, singing birds and gentle rains. We’ve had the windows open several days in a row and I’m planning my very first gardening...