Jesus with gray hair? That’s not an image I’d ever imagined, not until my six-year-old granddaughter created one.
Not long ago, as I waited to use the restroom at Friendly Toast in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, I became intensely aware of the sign on the door
Talking with unchurched grandchildren about matters of faith involves a dance whose steps I’m still learning.
What we do now will affect those born a century from now.
I’ve slowly come up with a few small things that might at least plant the seeds of understanding “life from death” for our secular grandchildren.