Joni and  the Piano Man

Joni and the Piano Man

As I sat in the Chicago O’Hare Airport awaiting my flight back to Philadelphia, I heard a faint lyrical sound over the din and chaos of the crowded terminal. I picked up my bags and I walked toward the sound. As I got closer, I could tell it was the sound of a piano,...

The Paradox of Tragedy

        Two Tragedies Over the past few weeks I have experienced two (what for me were) tragedies. In neither case was I directly affected and yet because of my relationships with the people who were affected, I have been deeply impacted by...
The Pope Paradox

The Pope Paradox

  Pope Francis at Independence Hall   Like thousands of other people in Philadelphia I have been caught up in the frenzy of Pope Francis during his visit to our city. While I have not attended any of the live events, – his speech at Independence Mall, the Festival of...