Further Thoughts on Going to Iraq (or, God is not Here)

Poppy at her first Maundy Thursday service, her sisters washing her feet. We walked the six blocks to Saint James on Good Friday, the sun shining, a spring breeze chasing us along the sidewalks. I pushed the double-stroller – occupants varying in combination between Poppy, Leo, Sam, and [...]

By | April 18th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Faith and Doubt, Identity|1 Comment

“Live a Little More Beautifully and Dangerously, as Christians Should”: Some Thoughts on Going to Iraq

A normal night in the Smucker household. When Father David said what he said on Sunday morning, I immediately grabbed the pen my daughter was drawing with and scribbled his quote at the top of my bulletin. “Hey!” she hissed in quiet protest. Lucy and Cade looked over [...]

When a Passenger Might Have Thought I Was Going to Kill Her #RideshareConfessional

Photo by Dogoff Zambrano via Unsplash I always try to remember to confirm a passenger’s destination before pulling away from the curb. When a girl climbed into the car a few days ago, I said the name of the street she was going to. “Yep,” she said, putting [...]

By | March 30th, 2017|Ridesharing Confessional|1 Comment

Someone Died on Our Street

Photo by Krista Mangulsone via Unsplash Two or three nights a month, I'll wake up at an ungodly hour and see blue lights flashing against our white window blinds, a rhythmic beating, like the inside of a vein, or a party light. But, because it's happened so many [...]

By | March 29th, 2017|A Contemplative Life, Identity|1 Comment

The Man With the Teardrop Tattoo #RideshareConfessional

Photo by Reza Shayestehpour via Unsplash The rider canceled once, but I kept driving in their general direction because sometimes people cancel their ride request accidentally, or sometimes they want to try to get a driver who's closer but it’s just not going to happen, so I try [...]

By | March 28th, 2017|Ridesharing Confessional|0 Comments

Great Responsibility: Maile’s Thoughts on Intervening After Seeing a Mother Hit Her Little Girl

Maile and Leo, in his first moments of life. After last weeks post about us confronting a neighbor who hit her little girl, we've had a lot of feedback, all over the map. Maile and I have continued to talk about it, and I asked her to please [...]

By | March 27th, 2017|Uncategorized|11 Comments

On Seeing a Neighbor Hit Their Child, What Maile Did Right, and What I Would Do Differently

About a week ago, I pulled up to the curb on James Street in time to see someone’s car being loaded onto the flatbed of a tow truck. I had seen the Lancaster parking authority vehicles earlier that morning, and a few of their employees going door to door, trying [...]

By | March 24th, 2017|A Contemplative Life|9 Comments