On Friday, I walked to work. It doesn't seem like news worth noting, but what was significant for me was the almost euphoric freedom I felt in the exercise.
Who we vote for, and who we elect as a society, may not be the most important thing, but it does say something about how we see ourselves, and who we want to be.
We often seek to set the table, to choose what we think is best for us, to eat something other than what has been given. My grandfather taught me that God has already set the table; he has said his grace.
Bobbie Carlyle has sculpted the statue of the Self Made Man, the ideal icon of the present age. It is also a myth. One wonders if an adequate interpretation would be of an anxious person trying to shed the weighty stone entrapping him.