Monthly Archives: March 2015

One of the virtues of moving…. No, I should not start this blog that way. Because there are times when packing up and moving has nothing to do with virtue and everything to do with excess dowsed with guilt. To … Continue reading →

Death and I have never had a good relationship. The moments when this was most apparent, unfortunately are not infrequent. To wit: the first baby I baptized was dead, 4 month old who died of leukemia. Was 1966, less than … Continue reading →

I’m impressed. Not because this is the first day of spring. Not because some teams won and some teams lost. I’m impressed by this student in the Villanova band, playing after their #1 seeded team lost to North Carolina State. … Continue reading →

It is certain members of the NRA will make sure not to see this video. That’s their option. When I saw it–thanks, Roger–the point was clear…as clear as the horrific tragedy of kids being shot up in school…that how can … Continue reading →

I am not dying of cancer. That I know of. The medical hiccups are not absent. However, with the help of my doctor diagnosis happens and the new dawn is better than the past sunset. In the mix of this … Continue reading →

I won’t be attending the First Baptist Church of Zeeland, Michigan any time soon…or any time later. On March 1 their pastor, convinced he is biblically well grounded, more than compared. He equated gays with axe-murderers. It’s amazing how supposed … Continue reading →

Doug White and I go back. Way back. He lived on N.E. 26th Street, between Highland and Holman in Portland and I lived on the corner of N.E. 25th and Holman. We were the same birth year, the same high … Continue reading →

“On The Road Again” is more than a song; it is a current experience. Some special moments that make for this new transition-experience so joyful and sad…a mix that says “down deep” life has value and purpose and goodness. Some … Continue reading →