New Seasons, Letting Go, and Coffee

New beginnings are full of promise, but I’ve had enough of them to know that a promising feeling is a guarantor of nothing. It’s a new season in my life, one whose boundaries have something to do with a self-imposed sabbatical from church life, a brief stint of anti-depressants, a sickness in the middle of …

On Living Longer Than Dad

­ I have now lived ten days longer than my father. As we flew to Hawaii on Friday, April 12, I was thoughtful of another date: July 23, 1988, was Jimmy Joe Berryman’s 19,707th day, and his last. April 12, 2013 was Jeffrey William Berryman’s 19,707th day.  All that day, I reflected on the fact …