Going Up
The first time I showed books at a book festival a man went from author to author asking, “Do you have an elevator speech?” I was puzzled at first but he explained: “How would you describe your book during a one-minute elevator ride with a stranger?” He was running a contest and the person with the best elevator speech would get whatever prize he was offering. Continue reading “Lenten Reflections”
Random Beauty
Sitting in the chapel on a Sunday afternoon before an ordination service, I found myself continuing a study I began during another service there: looking for a pattern in the stained glass windows. (It’s an odd habit of mine, along with counting things.) Continue reading “Lenten Reflections”
Humbled
I was at the church late one weekday afternoon and saw something interesting: A woman leaving the lobby pressed the blue automatic door opener button and made the sign of the cross on her forehead, heart and shoulders as she walked out. I was amused at first by what looked like an act of mistaken church identity because she did what Catholics do as they dip their fingers in holy water and leave the church. But the more I think about it, the more I see it as her silent testimony. Continue reading “Lenten Reflections”
