The idea that there is “a season for all good things” is well ingrained in my thinking.  Hearing my mother respond, “not now Bill” was a clear signal that I had misjudged the when and where.  My sense of timing was so consistently incorrect, that it is not hard to remember her tone of voice which came with each statement!  With the message reinforced...

As we sat down for lunch, a group of friends began to gather.  Each had placed an order, and now they were regrouping around a picnic bench table which was just right for the six of them.  It took me a while to recognize they were more than casual friends.  As the wind picked up, randomly one after another reached for a sweatshirt.  Once everyone...

Depending on where you are in the world, public behavior can be seen as appropriate while in others, potentially offensive.  I have come to appreciate how respect for another culture can play itself out in one’s behaviors, especially during a holiday season.  The example which comes to mind is the imaginary case of someone showing up to an Easter Service in a Halloween...

As I reflected on the missed call, I could hear a Whisper taking me to a life lesson.  I often find myself frustrated with silence, assuming it is the other party who carries the responsibility to communicate.  However, what if they did?  What if the communication had always been there?  There would be a logical reason for the reason I did not hear which...