Russellings of the Spirit

God

  • The God Who Gets It

    By now, my response cycle has become a well-practiced routine. I hear news reports of a mass shooting. I shake my head and sigh, “Not again.” I await the slow trickle of further details, incrementally ratcheting up my shock and outrage as… Continue reading

  • Going First

    Going first comes naturally to me. It all started when I volunteered to be the first of five children born to Lyn and George Brown, some [mumble, mumble] years ago. That meant I got to be the first guinea pig for them… Continue reading

  • Thank you, Chris and Charlie

    Today I want to use this space to say “Thank you” to all the people in my life who ever tried to teach me anything. Lord knows this note is – in some cases – 50 or more years overdue.… Continue reading

  • Remarkably Unremarkable

    Utterly amazing. After a lot of thought and multiple trips to the thesaurus, I’ve chosen those as the best two words to describe this morning’s trip to the drug store. Would you believe it? On the short drive between here… Continue reading

  • Check Your Fear

    Every morning, right before Patrick the dog and I head out on our morning walk, I check the temperature outside. I usually do that by pulling out my iPhone and saying, “Hey Sirii… what’s the temperature?” Secure with Sirii’s answer,… Continue reading

  • A Moment That Lingers…

    This morning, while I was out walking Patrick the dog, a runner passed by. Despite temperatures in the high 30s, the guy was wearing a pair of grey running shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. His strides were long and effortless.… Continue reading

  • The Cosmic Surfboard

    Wednesday here in Fort Collins, Colorado, USA, was an absolutely gorgeous day! Not a cloud in the sky… temperatures pleasantly nestling in the high 60s for most of the day… and a very light breeze stirring the leafless limbs of… Continue reading

  • I Totally Missed It

    Here it is, the first day of March. Which means, I missed it completely. What I mean is, I missed the chance to say anything in this space during the month of February about the fact that it was Black History… Continue reading

  • Making Connections

    At the tender age of 12, my mom and dad sent me to summer camp. Pretty standard stuff for a 12-year-old, right? Except at the time, we lived just outside of Columbus, Ohio and this camp was in the beautiful,… Continue reading

  • Something from Nothing

    For some time now I have had a soft spot in my heart for entrepreneurs. Take Frederick W. Smith, for example. While a student in the business school at Yale University, Smith wrote a paper that outlined a wacky idea… Continue reading