Going into the 2011 National Finals, a rookie NCAA coach asked an experienced coach for advice. “It’s not about being perfect,” began the advice from the UCLA Women’s Softball Coach.  “It’s about managing your failures.” In between those two sentences is…

“Where there is doubt, let me sow faith.” —Prayer of  St. Francis A friend said, “I doubt that anybody has much faith anymore.” Beyond the irony of that, you and I don’t have to look too hard for some shaky faith.…

Crazy day with our seven month old puppy. It’s Martin’s first time seeing snow. All of his favorite spots to stop and uhm, take advantage of being outside, are covered up. Poor little guy. He was pretty confused this morning,…

Back to the prayer attributed to St. Francis: Where there is injury, (let me sow) pardon. Let’s say you and I have been hurt by somebody. Probably not a big stretch to imagine that; I sure just  pictured someone. So…

“Wouldn’t it be fun to be a part of one of those?” Conni, who along with Kim runs our place, was watching a video online while finishing her taco salad at her desk. “I mean, look at those people!” It…

I hope you’ve seen this prayer before… “Dear Lord, So far today, I’ve done all right.  I haven’t lost my temper.  But in a few minutes Lord, I’m going to get out of bed.   And from then on,  I’m going to…

“I don’t like the red ones.  Silver we have all the time.  I only like the green ones.  They’re the best.” So spoke the child, shoving aside red and silver ones in the candy dish in our front office.  And who…

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. —St. Francis. Whether or not you and I make New Years Resolutions, or regularly set goals for ourselves, or just wanna have a better day today…St. Francis sure gives us a great place…

Somewhere in last evening’s College Bowl marathon* there was a clip from a news conference that has haunted me.  But not in a good way. It happened at the annual Beef Bowl, a banquet before The Rose Bowl. Mark Asper, an Oregon…

“Yeah, so far his flight’s like twelve minutes late, but  we still — gotta go, there’s his plane!” All I could really see clearly in the airport’s window wall last night was a reflection of the crowd waiting to board…