The Concertmaster

The college theater was dim last Friday night, and the musicians played Brahms in andante, which means it was soft and low. I would’ve drifted to sleep it hadn’t been so beautiful. The concertmaster from the St. Louis Symphony Orchestra was visiting our little town, and I wasn’t about to miss watching him vibrato each … Continue reading The Concertmaster

Winter In Her Womb

It happens every eight seconds, they say, but it’s no less weird and wonderful. I’ve never seen a baby be born, but my big sister has— twelve of them, actually. She earned her birth assistant’s certificate because she’d grown up the oldest sister, the babysitter, the Meg March of the family. As a kid, she … Continue reading Winter In Her Womb

Psalm 30 (In Modern Language)

September 8 Eugene Peterson is a master with words and this week, I’ve been enjoying his modern interpretation of the Psalms. It’s an honest, fearless, worshipful message inspired by Scripture’s truth: God, my God, I yelled for help And you put me together. God, you pulled me out of the grave, Gave me another chance … Continue reading Psalm 30 (In Modern Language)

A Song for Contentment

December 2 As I’ve thought more about contentment lately, especially with Christmas approaching, a song came to mind. It’s called Simple Living (A Rich Young Man) by Keith and Kristyn Getty. The song narrates two instances where Jesus addresses wealthy men and the worthlessness of riches. My favorite verse is the third one, which poetically … Continue reading A Song for Contentment