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Looking Through the Window
You might have friends or colleagues who hang vacation photos in their office, or perhaps you do so yourself. When I was living in Knoxville, Tennessee, I...
The Healing Power of Play
Sometime in the wee hours of the morning on December 1, 1982, my mom shook me awake. Our apartment building was on fire. Thanks to a kind...
That Was Good Preaching
I was pleased to have the unexpected opportunity to attend a black Baptist church in Sacramento this past Sunday. I have to confess while I am an...
Enough for Today
There is an old Bible story about bread falling from the sky. It comes from the book of Exodus, which tells about the Israelites’ being freed from...
More Than A Facade
One of the biggest events in a summer of big events was that my family moved to Vallejo. As I haven’t been in this “Up Bay” city...
The Waffle House Index
One big downside to living in the Bay Area is that our closest Waffle House is 641 miles away, in Goodyear, Arizona. If you grew up west...
Producing Courage
Those men and women who have felt that they have a special call to a monastic life have always been of interest to me. I am certain...
Presence In Many Forms
As an aunt whose nieces and nephew live in other parts of the country, I am a big fan of Face Time. I have often celebrated and...
Responding to Charlottesville
This weekend, I was mostly at a loss as I watched from afar what was happening in Charlottesville. Sickening news reports were balanced in my Facebook feed...
The Grand Adventure
“There’s a spider in here! I am going to die!,” was the scream from the back of the rather large rental vehicle. “Yes,” yelled the other three...