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Hollywood Nights: Seduced by Beauty; Enslaved by Desire
I have always considered myself to be a sensitive person. While other boys found pleasure in athletics and action hero’s, I found pleasure in the arts. My youth spent appreciating and learning about all the beauty that other humans have created. A smorgasbord for my senses.
Read MoreThe Cowardly Church of America and the Spiritual Evil That Has Infected Our Ruling Class
O America, America, the nation that kills millions and steals from the struggling! How often would I have gathered your children together as a parent gathers their child under a canopy of life and love, and you were not willing! This is a heavy-hearted story. A critique of the Establishment; political and religious. Leaders who…
Read MoreWhen I Was That Yankee Doodle Boy
Like so many school musical productions that year, we would entertain our parents and guests chronicling the history of America through music and melodies. Our evening of historical harmonies culminating with young and old standing shoulder to shoulder in the school’s gymnasium. A communal big tent of the working class and the middle class. Filling the air around and above as we sang “God Bless America”. A substantial and sincere celebratory of e pluribus unum.
Read MoreWhy Can’t God Just Tell Us What To Do? Well, At Least Me
Like millions of other faith filled people, I just want God to tell me what I need to do; now. I’d also be good with knowing my future. Equating divine Love as a cosmic fortune teller even if God has already shared with all of us our future.
Read MoreWhen Reality Becomes a Trigger Word
The road to hell might be paved with good intentions, but you won’t find that road on Facebook or its picture book cousin, Instagram. I recently experienced the power of their clandestine computer-driven algorithms with two recent back-to-back daily devotion posts (see above and below.) Going from several hundred views a day to seven. Weekday…
Read MoreA Good Man is a Great Man: A Father’s Day Tribute
It’s been eight months since my father’s passing. My family in quiet mourning. My heart silently grieving; particularly as Father’s Day approaches. Even though I know he is at peace, immersed in Love, my selfish heart finds little consolation in this ultimate truth of existence. I miss him and I want my father with me…
Read MoreAutumn Has Arrived: Released from Regret
Learning from and honoring my history but no longer ensnared in it. Love lives in the present. Love is never about entrapping us in the past or entangling our future (only God knows what will be.)
Read MoreThe Smelly Man at Walmart: Living the Gift Humility
Even now, as I walk in the grace and mercy of God, I find myself in judgement of others. Disappointed with myself when I recognize it. Delighted that God has humbled my heart to help me recognize when I fall short of honoring my neighbor.
Read MoreIt Really is About the Content You Keep
We live in a culture drowning in sound and pictures. We are inundated with advertisements and pleas to buy this thing or that experience. Based on the false premise that it will change our life, or allow us to keep up with the Joneses or the Kardashians.
Read MoreThe Heart I Hid and The Stuff I Saved
I spent my entire teenage years pretending to be someone I wasn’t because I didn’t want to lose my reputation and my place in the world.
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