Everyday Faith

  Suzanne Elizabeth Anderson   When I worked on Wall Street, mid-80’s fresh out of college, my marker of success was to leave my doorman building wearing a full-length mink coat and step into the Lincoln Town Car that would ferry me downtown to my office. The other morning, I walked Henry and Max, my…

  Julia Child has been my idol forever. A few years ago, I was as having one of my “I have accomplished nothing in the past year; I am a loser” moments. I wasn’t working on anything, I felt stuck and frustrated. So I went to a movie. My choice of movie was related to…

Suzanne Elizabeth Anderson   “That filled a void in my relationship with you, thank you.” My brother, responded to my most recent column about my relationship with Mom with this brief comment that warmed my heart. But my column had also opened an uncomfortable box of memories which I’d become very adept at closing off.…

I have never been a mother. But I am a daughter and have observed my mother and I over the course of fifty-five years. As I reflect on our years, most of them spent living together, I have an appreciation of what this relationship has meant in my life. Because surely, this has been my…

I always thought of the Last Supper as a somber event because it is the last supper of Jesus before he was arrested, tried, and crucified. But what I overlooked was that what we honor as the Last Supper was also the celebration of Passover, which is not a somber event, but a cause for…

  I stand in the entrance and look at the empty sanctuary, the images of Jesus and Mary are draped with purple cloth. Even now, before Palm Sunday and the start of Holy Week, an atmosphere of reverence has entered the church without notice, because no invitation is needed. Although the coming week will find…

  Like resolute hikers, we move into the mid-point of our Lenten journey and deep enough into the woods to wonder why we started. Perhaps we have even forgotten our destination. Here, we are ‘hemmed in behind and before’ by a shadowy thicket of tree trunks. We look over our shoulder and wonder if it…

“Who do you want at your birthday dinner?” Mom asked. “No one, just you.” I replied. “Why?” “I’m ashamed of where my life is right now and I don’t want to spend the evening explaining that.” After Adam and Eve ate from the Tree of Knowledge, God knowing what they’d done, came looking for them,…

The Power of One Suzanne Elizabeth Anderson   At 8am on Sunday a voice called up to me, “Suzanne, did you lose your wallet?” “Yes!” I cried and hurried downstairs to the front door wearing my bathrobe and nightgown. I greeted the owner of the voice with an enthusiastic hug. Amanda, heretofore a stranger, stood…

Dear You, You know you’ve reached the end of your ability to hide your fears when the tears begin to flow as you sit in your car in the parking lot of the post office. You know you no longer have the strength to worry what strangers think about you when you walk into the…

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