In the face of a pandemic, people of every color and creed have responded the same way: by adding to the beauty. They perched teddy bears in windows, hung Christmas lights and colored driveways. They drew images that felt like an antidote to all the masks and morgues: hearts, butterflies, rainbows. They tried to tilt the scales of the universe with tempera paint and sidewalk chalk.
Christina Capecchi: ‘Keep that hope machine running strong’
Christina Capecchi: ‘I’m not fine’ — the power of an honest answer
“I stopped doing this stupid thing I’ve done pretty much my whole life,” Stephanie Weinert wrote last month in a post. “I stopped saying ‘I’m fine’ when someone asks me how I’m doing. And it’s been life changing.”
Christina Capecchi: What I learned on the pond — reckoning with winter
“Our rink operates only on the darkest, coldest days, when we most need community. We gather not in spite of the chill but because of it. The ice connects us.”
Christina Capecchi: The story of our lives
I believe our stories are sacred. They are worth telling and re-telling.
Rudolph to the rescue: the triumph of an under-deer
For years Montgomery Ward had bought coloring books and distributed them at stores as a Christmas giveaway. This time around executives decided to save money by creating their own booklet – and asked Robert May to write it.
Being resourceful: I can read! I can pray!
To be resourceful is to glorify the Creator, using our God-given gifts to full effect, like the servants who double their talents in Jesus’ parable.
Christina Capecchi: Living in largo: in praise of a slower pace
Sometimes I am astonished by the pace of life: how quickly we can make online purchases, how readily we can outsource, how fully we can avoid human contact.
Christina Capecchi: All the news that’s fit to print
Easter once felt like news. The shock of the empty tomb. The sought-after account of the first witness. The soaring and inexplicable triumph of it all.