When my second son was born, the nurse did not proclaim “It’s a boy!” as one would expect. Instead her words were “Looks like you got a redhead.” Indeed, he was pink from tip to tail with a shock of red hair that stood up like a sail, or, in my imagination, like Woody... Read More →

You love all words that devour, O deceitful tongue (Psalm 52:4). A failed abortion. Sometimes, despite our best efforts, our language betrays what we really mean. The term for this is parapraxis, also known as a Freudian slip. Dictionary.com defines parapraxis as “a slip of the... Read More →