Today is my mother’s birthday, which seems like a good excuse to re-post this on one of the things she un-taught me about God. Mom gets the last word My mother’s tombstone, near the top of Dexter Hill, reads “GOD IS GOOD.” Mom chose those words herself. It was something my mom said a lot, waiting for the words we knew to reply with: “All the time.” I’m not sure where Mom picked that up. That informal bit of liturgy... Read more