When I was growing up, I loved Band-Aids®. Although there were very few variations back then, the presence of a Band-Aid® on a scuffed knee or elbow was comforting—“This, too, will heal.” Then I became a metaphor-loving adult, and learned about the idea that “Band-Aid® solutions don’t really solve the underlying problems.” Now, it seemed, the ubiquitous flexible bandage was not as helpful—atMORE...
A few days ago, it occurred to me that this familiar Sunday School song—almost a brain-worm melody—might be a really good way to encourage each other again about an especially important part of being old: We have lights and they still shine! This Gospel and social protest song from the 1920s can ring true right now. If you and I take “This little light of mine” as a way of summarizing how ourMORE...
Lately I have the feeling that the whole society is moving toward one gigantic tipping point and I’m not sure what to think about it. Under the surface of my rational thought is the sense that one small thing will occur—some decision, a little boy noting the emperor’s lack of wearing apparel, a weather event in a faraway place, an unnoticed medical discovery or a news article—and a whole seriesMORE...
The title of this entry may startle you a bit, especially if you speak Latin fluently. “Fecundity” is about being fruitful and multiplying—a Scriptural way of describing abundant fertility among plants, animals and people. Acts of continuing, growing creation. Hardly the kind of thing that applies to being old, right? Nevertheless, there may be something here that could be helpful and hopefulMORE...
BOB SITZE has filled the many years of his lifework in diverse settings around the United States. His calling has included careers as a teacher/principal, church musician, writer/author, denominational executive staff member and meat worker. Bob lives in Wheaton, IL.