A Theology of Grading
I pray as I embark on the arduous and least favorite task of teaching: grading. I teach 50 students each semester, and grading their long,
(my daily blog)
I pray as I embark on the arduous and least favorite task of teaching: grading. I teach 50 students each semester, and grading their long,
I’m sitting in Penn State’s student union (the HUB), and wonderfully energetic and loud music plays over a loudspeaker. It’s fun and festive–just the thing
When you feel frantic about building your perfect life or when you feel overwhelmed about what you should be doing, remember this: Simply surrender to
Whenever I feel like I’m veering off course from what God intends for me–whether I’m confused about a decision to make or uncertain about an
For a variety of reasons, my students collectively endured a terrible week. The enter class complaining of illnesses, stress, disillusionment, and a litany of disappointments.
You know I’m not a math person at all. At all. But when my youngest reminds me to serve pie–in particular apple pie–for Pi day,
This morning, I reflected upon the number of people in my life who never had loving mothers or fathers, at least in the biological sense.
As a searching nineteen year old who longed so deeply to know God, I remember hearing a woman quote Psalm 63:3. It was summertime, and,
This morning–in the midst of exhaustion (it’s too early!)–and a desire to go back to the weekend’s ease, I remembered to take my eyes off
I think of losing that precious hour of sleep when we change our clocks. It feels so wrong, so terrible, and so punishing to wake