What Faith Looks Like in a Pandemic

I am not attempting to tell any believer how they should respond to the pandemic. Clearly, there are times we must stand our ground in faith, but in other times, wisdom might occasion a different response.

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Carry On Like Normal

When the heater in a stifling building would not turn off, we were advised to “carry on like normal”. No power and streams of floodwaters running down dark halls? “Carry on like normal”.

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Big Assumptions, Big Risks

There are many benefits to returning to in-person classes, but there are also great costs, most notably, the lives of our teachers, staff, and students.

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Unbonded

The tough teachers I remember tended to be generally disagreeable people. Some were cold and acerbic; others were more brash and volatile. Some had the persona of Army drill instructors.

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Give Yourself Away

We stand at the forefront of a new school year, one that promises to be unlike any other. As teachers, we often feel we have too many hats to wear, and each year there are more hats.

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One Teacher’s Journey

Frustrated by the results of my work, I talked to my mentor. He assured me I was a good teacher, and graciously neglected to add “for a first-year teacher.”

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A Brunch of Thoughts

Like poor Cinderella who got to attend the ball in style before the clock struck midnight and it all went awry, we enjoy the little luxuries of cruising before returning to reality.

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Dark Skies, Lighter Attitude

At the end of the long embarkation day, I’m struck with the thought that this vacation might have been a huge mistake. Fortunately, I’ve learned that my snap judgments are not very reliable.

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Embarkation Day Blues (Part 2)

When the muster drills are outside in hot weather being at the back of is a very steamy and miserable experience. Even when the drill is conducted inside, it is not a pleasant experience.

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Embarkation Day Blues (Part 1)

The time after lunch on embarkation day is one of the few aggravating parts of cruising. With our room not ready, we tried going out on deck, but It was miserably hot even in the shade.

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The Things That Survive

The few times I drove past the bank in recent years, I was struck with a feeling of vague sadness. A once impressive building had become nothing more than a sad relic of a different era.

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