Celebrating Women

Celebrating Women

My husband, Rodney had a knack of being humorous, gracious, giving and satirical all at the same time. International Women’s Day is tomorrow, March 8. Make It Happen is the 2015 theme for the internationalwomensday.com global hub, encouraging effective action for advancing and recognising women. Memories flooded my mind as I remembered celebrating women here in Kansas City in 1985. That year the UN International Women’s Conference in Nairobi was held to Review and Appraise the Achievements of the United Nations Decade for Women: Equality, Development and Peace.  It was convened at a time when the movement for gender equality had finally gained true global recognition.  Many described this event as “the birth of global feminism”. This International...

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A Sign of Change

A Sign of Change

Wednesday, January 21, 2015 and the Village Presbyterian Church steeple is scheduled to be lowered to the ground. The big crane arrives about 8:15am. As time passes various folks come from the church to stand on the sidewalk across the street. None of us are engineers so we state a lot of, “maybe they are….”, “do you suppose….”, “it looks like…..” This goes on for several hours as we watch a large strap guided to a hard-hatted workman (or 2 or 3) inside the steeple. More crowbar loosening of flashing. More sawing and pounding can be heard from inside. By 11:45 most of us have wandered off to meetings, appointments, a cup of coffee, or lunch. I am sitting in my car sipping the welcomed hot coffee when I look out my windshield. “Oh no,” I yell to myself as I see...

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Singing My Faith

Singing My Faith

In a mid-year note to several friends this week I suggested the short stories in Everyday Wonder, from Kansas to Kenya, from Ecuador to Ethiopia for some fun reading. I enjoyed most sending a note to my choir director and first theology teacher at the Presbyterian church in Amarillo, TX that we attended in the early 50’s. I included one of the stories, “Singing My Faith” in his note. I thought others might enjoy reading it also…so here it is: Singing My Faith by Priscilla H Wilson  I sang my way to faith. Robed in short white cassocks, we seven-year-olds resemble angels in our sanctuary’s balcony. Our choir director, Mary invites us to join the Adult Chancel Choir in singing the last verse of “Beautiful Savior.” Maybe it is singing with those mature voices,...

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Everyday Wonder is Available Now

Everyday Wonder is Available Now

Kaze and I are excited to announce the launch of Everyday Wonder, from Kansas to Kenya – from Ecuador to Ethiopia. Available on Amazon.com – also at Bruce Smith Pharmacy in Prairie Village, KS – as well as from either one of us. Read more about our new book    

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Thanksgiving, Gratitude and Advent

Thanksgiving, Gratitude and Advent

After a long Thanksgiving weekend with family, friends and food, I can’t help but think about all that makes me thankful. My gratitude overflows. And then a friend posted Marcus Borg’s thoughts on that subject. Since I can’t say it as well as he does…I have a feeling he wouldn’t mind my quoting him here. “Gratitude is the realization that life, all of life, our lives, are a gift. Indeed, the words “gratitude” and “grace” have the same root. None of us created ourselves. None of us is self-made.  If our lives have turned out well, how much of that is the product of our own individual achievement? And how much is the product of the genes with which we were born that gave us a level of physical vitality, intelligence, health and longevity? How much is the product of...

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A Spring Journey

A Spring Journey

How many worlds can I inhabit in less than a week? The day after my 82nd birthday I am with family in the Punta Cana, Dominican Republic airport. Ten inches of snow greet us when we awake the next day. Mary, Nora and Warren had set the ball rolling by deciding a resort in Punta Cana for Spring Break. The fact that twenty-eight Shawnee Mission High School Seniors are to be there motivates the choice.   I tag along after discovering that La Romana is about 90 km from their resort. One thing leads to another…and Tina accompanies me – to keep me out of trouble. She is a fun companion so I heartily approved. We find a small local hotel in La Romana to stay for a couple of nights.  For generations poor Haitians have crossed the border into the Dominican...

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