If We Are Really His Children

If We Are Really His Children

An Ode to Our Summer Musical It’s seven o’clock in the morning. The toddler is cranky; the infant cries. I cannot seem to find a way to permanently get rid of fruit flies. The wife has got some place to be, but I have work and I’m running late. I don’t expect any...

Meaningful Play

I mowed twenty three lawns that Monday. I had time to run home and shower, put some nice clothes on, and head to Jewelry Television to help setup in the auditorium for the Musical Review. It was a fundraiser for a company I work for, so it was work. I was still in the...

A Good Fellow to Follow

I have never even considered the idea of rooting for the Pittsburg Steelers, until now. When you know someone whom you revere, you find yourself wanting to be on their team. Even when their team was always a rival before. This is true with some who end up villains, or...

Art and the Meaningful Roller-coaster

Tom Hanks says “Film is telling stories with the best technology available.” Sometimes I feel like my touring shows are telling stories with the least amount of available technology, but I’m okay with it. In a conversation about films I’d still like to see, a friend...

So This is Christmas

The rain was light enough to not show up in the forecast, yet it fell heavy on our cotton and flannel as we worked. Tiny droplets, barely even falling, adding up to a great weight. If work wasn’t so scarce this time of year, I would have called it. I would have taken...