To heal is to grow older And leave a special scar-- To square the aching shoulder And still the pounding heart . . ....

We travel numb across the years In lonely hours of thought-- Remember all that Time has brought And crown Today with...

Most of what I have learned about teaching over the course of many years in the classroom has nothing to do with professional learning...

Faith smells a flower in winter, when all is dormant and dead; Sees beyond tangible darkness a glorious sunrise...

Life knows some hours of poetry But most of them are prose-- Some treasured notes of symphony, Far more of monotones....

Cooled air summons under starlight . . . night bugs pulse minor triads; slugs glide shiny trails in the streetlight between shadows . . ....

I love the calm, slate-gray mornings After a middle-night thunderstorm When rain still drips from a dome of trees, How...

Many years ago when I was only six years into my teaching, a little episode happened at school that I have remembered all these years. I...

Introduction : Solomon said that the end of a thing is better than the beginning (Ecclesiastes 7:8). In some ways, I agree,...

A "More Human" Jesus? I have long wrestled with Dallas Jenkins' portrayal of Jesus in The Chosen. From what little I have watched in...