It's Like Herding Cats

  As a rule, no sports team I root for will prosper. Or if they do, they will be like a seed sown on hard ground. Consequently, I'm only...

  A good friend, now with the Lord, was culling his possessions prior to moving into assisted living. He brought some things to our church r...

 Books. Yeah, I have books. The little red book that rests on my desk drawer is not like the others. It's been a source of inspiration, ...

It's hard to believe we are in 2020, given we've been working on racial reconciliation for longer than I have been alive. One o...

I reread the "Letter from a Birmingham Jail" yesterday, and what struck me about it this time through was that it was written i...

"When we discern that people are not going along spiritually and allow the discernment to turn to criticism, we block our way to God...

There's a old red devotional book next to me here at my cluttered desk. I got it almost 20 years ago at a yard sale. It and I have bee...

Years ago, when my supply of books was outpacing my capacity to store them, my Father In Law, Curtis Clinard decided to apply his consi...

18 years today It's not that I ran out of words. And it's not that the pain, grief, and loss vanished. We haven't "gotten...