These days, I’m a little confused about whether the main function of television is to give us a break from our regular lives or to reveal aspects of other people’s lives that may in turn shed light on our own. …
My foraging for juxtapositions is often rewarded by coming upon a page in the daily newspaper, something – who knows – we may not have around much longer. This past Sunday, on the first page of its International section, the…
Leave it to my husband, the new bishop, to have a totally offbeat take on that glorious picture of Michael Jordan’s dunk. This week’s Sports Illustrated (a magazine to which I happily subscribe even with older son off at college)…
My bank account is hardly bulging these days, but I sure can claim wealth in Shakespeare. And just in case reading Hamlet with my students tipped the scales too much towards tragedy (what else can it ever be?) I also…
Let’s face it, sometimes we can really hold up a single contrast, look at it from different angles and enjoy it. Other times, however, so many different things collide at once that we have all we can do just to…
Good ol’ Hamlet sure has a way with words. The soliloquys are great, of course, but he also knows how to use language just for amusement. His very first lines in the play are sheer fooling around: When the usurper…
There’s one sure thing about New Year’s Day: those of us who are attached to schools know we’re about to go back. This particular January, I am fortunate to be embarking upon Hamlet with my seniors in a place bearing…
For the first time in many years – almost since we’ve been married – my husband won’t be preaching at Christmas Eve services this evening. He also won’t be a shepherd in any children’s pageant. (In a funny accompaniment, he…
I just heard on the radio that, while the Republicans and Democrats duke it out in these days before the impending fall over the Fiscal Cliff, Corporate America is “clamoring for compromise.” Oh, good ol’ Corporate America! Not being one…
Have you ever gone to church in a building that also houses tennis courts? Or, to turn the question around, have you ever played tennis in a building created to be a church? I’m doing this now, and it has me…