Life is like a piano recital

Three o’clock. Saturday afternoon. Piano recital. On my calendar. In ink.After days and hours of writing, copy-editing and proofreading, the couch felt good. But the piano recital called me from my comfort.A trumpet player opened the show with “Holy, Holy,...

Chill out

With more deadline than time today, this 2005 photo from William Shakespeare’s hometown of Stratford-upon- Avon prompts me to believe that contemplation and a more deliberate pace will be found on the other side of my busyness. Rest and restoration are a part of...

‘Gotta have a friend in Jesus’

It only took two or three notes of Norman Greenbaum’s 1969 hit “Spirit in the Sky” to appear on the car radio before my teenage daughter had reached the volume dial and turned it up high. A special satisfaction comes when she enjoys the same music that I embraced when...

Sitting for the cycle

You could call it a fan’s version of a grand slam — or perhaps a round- tripper. By whatever name, my friend Marshall Kerlin of Americus, Ga., and I took in baseball games at all four professional levels last weekend.When my wife and daughters announced they...

When things don’t work

In an earlier era, my friends and I drove high-mileage, less-reliable cars that bounced along on “May-Pop” tires. We didn’t take for granted that our cars would start or get us to every intended destination. We just hoped and prayed and checked the air...