I’m a dwelling place. And that’s not a typo. I didn’t mean to say I have a dwelling place. I said what I meant. And I meant what I said. But when I think of me as a dwelling place, one question comes up. A one word question. Why? Or it could be a two word question. Why me? And there’s no mistake. The … Read the rest…
What I’m talkin’ about, right now, is a far cry from free love. That’s a whole ‘nother story. And maybe I’ll talk about it some time in the near future. But, for now, I’m talkin’ about love freely given. Because I believe it’s the main reason I’m able to share my thoughts with you…and why you’re able to read or listen. Love freely given … Read the rest…
“To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and, by opposing, end them? Yeah, ol’ ShakySpear posed an age old question about how to deal with the world. But like Sir William, we still fail to deliver, even in … Read the rest…
In 1975 I worked in a disco. Just writing those words sounds crazy to me now. But it’s true. At that time, disco music was big. And if you don’t know what disco was, then you might be too young to be reading this. So, make sure your parents say it’s OK to proceed. Anyway…disco music was the thang. Just do a search for … Read the rest…
I saw something, on a social media channel, that I’ve seen so many (too many) times. And it sounds so ridiculous. But it’s not surprising. A person, who pretended to impart motivational wisdom, said, “Have faith in yourself, and trust the universe (they capitalized the U in universe) to show you the way.” Yeesh. Nothing could be further from the Truth. Years ago I … Read the rest…
Years ago I wrote about what an amazing place America is. And that’s still true. From the fruited plains all the way up to, and past, the purple mountain majesty (which is the mountain shadow where I live). It’s just an awesome place to live. Except for one thing. The purple mountain majesty and fruited plains are filled with people. And that’s not a … Read the rest…
Back when I was the praise and worship music leader for a church in the Denver metro area, I remember announcing, with a quip, a song we were about to sing. I said something like, “This next song is called My Father’s World. But I don’t think this is our Father’s world. Because it’s filled with evil and rebellious people.” That’s what any praise … Read the rest…