When I was a child, the Christian church my family attended and where my grandma played the organ felt like home. I loved Sunday school. The youth ministers were like family. I enthusiastically chose to be baptized. I could recite all the books of the bible in order, although now I’m not sure why. As … Continue reading How My Journey to Find God Brought Me to a Synagogue.
While checking out at my local big box store, the despondent cashier rang up my items with the same level of holiday cheer I would expect from a child whose parents just revealed they were actually Santa. Kristin Wiig wouldn’t be able to get this woman to crack a smile. She wouldn’t make eye contact … Continue reading Of course it’s OK to say “Merry Christmas”.