I walk through Times Square all the time. Truth to tell, I walk through Times Square usually in a huge hurry to make a train and generally filled with irritation at some slow-moving, camera-wielding, rubber-necking tourist who is hogging the … Continue reading →
Do you sit when you pray? Do you have a favorite chair? And why would one chair matter more than another, especially for prayer? It seems like tricky business when we link something material, like a chair, to something spiritual, … Continue reading →
Dear God, was it really your idea that I should be the owner of a cat? And not just any cat, this cat, this ornery, handsome, exasperating, demanding, standoffish Fred? It must have been you, God, because you appealed to … Continue reading →
“Please, God, let him make the team.” I can’t tell you how many times when my two boys were young I would say some variation of this prayer: “Please, God, let him catch that ball when it comes to him … Continue reading →