Cupidity…

Cupidity…

Books are like children to me. I hold them in my hand, keep a vigilant eye on them, and take them with me wherever I go. So when people tell me I have to read a book, it makes me feel like their thrusting their misbehaved, raggedy lookin’ child on me and asking...

servant and slave of all…

Isn’t there a fundamental difference between a slave and a servant? A slave, as opposed to a servant, is indentured, has no rights, has no choice. At the core of my understanding I thought I knew the difference. Recently it became apparent that I may muttle the...
knowing who he is, so i'll never forget who i am…

knowing who he is, so i'll never forget who i am…

As we walked down roads and up alleyways, I could see the excitement in my father’s eyes as he shared stories from his childhood. If cobblestone roads could talk, stories of Revolution renegades and European exiles would emanate from the stones beneath our feet....
united we stand…

united we stand…

Sometimes as Americans we have a chip on our shoulder when it comes to the way we do church. Oh, don’t deny it. It’s true. We show off our fancy sanctuaries with the best lighting and sound board. The comfortable chairs with lumbar support. The best...
full circle…

full circle…

As we sat on the cherry-wood table in the green room at church last night, I had to share with him how much my life has changed. Largely in part to a simple conversation we had late one night near the Dead Sea. He never knew how much my life’s journey would be...
jumbo the elephant and me…

jumbo the elephant and me…

Jumbo was an elephant from the French Sudan who was so strong he could pick up trees from their roots, tow two tons, and stood over thirteen feet high. When I heard this on the radio this morning I didn’t believe it. But my friends Wikipedia and Google told it...

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