“Everybody loves it when people forget their birthdays!” So proclaimed retired Episcopal Bishop FitzSimons Allison many years ago. Such an oversight gives us a chance to form a grudge, hold a grudge, nurse a grudge. And often – although we

The other morning, a turtledove called through the winter air. Surprising, at this time of year, with her gentle “hoo hoo.” And insistent — she didn’t call just once or twice, but repeatedly. Repeatedly, she broke into the morning, she