My phone rang early in the morning about a week or so ago. I knew it was a FB Portal call from my older sister who resides at a Manor in a small town in Nebraska. Around the beginning of the Covid pandemic the manor purchased a Facebook Portal for her room. This device is... Continue Reading →
Who Tells the Story?
Telling Stories. In my last post, A Worthy Life, I wrote about my desire to write my sister Vickie's story -- of her long life from a wheelchair. As soon as I uploaded to my blog, several questions began to swirl in my head. Who has the right to tell our stories?Do I have the... Continue Reading →
A Worthy Life
The subject of 'disability theology' came up a couple days ago in a FB group I'm in. I had not heard of that specific category of theology. I've done lots of thinking and reading on suffering, all within the category of theodicy—that space where we defend or reject God's role in the evil that plagues... Continue Reading →
“A Lesson Learned from the Little Red Hen”
The Bread-Basket I collect grains. You may think that’s a bit odd, but it makes sense since I’m a farmgirl from Nebraska. Wheat, milo, and corn were essential to our economic security. My great-grandfather immigrated from one breadbasket of the world (Ukraine) to another in the plains of Nebraska. Recently, while hunkering down at home... Continue Reading →