Russellings of the Spirit

justice

  • The Raging Inferno

    [WARNING: This post contains a graphic discussion of suicide. Please do not read if that subject disturbs you. Otherwise, you may proceed.] Some years ago, I was asked to officiate at the funeral of a man who had taken his… Continue reading

  • The Unbalanced Ledger

    It is a routine, daily part of life. I give you THIS, and in return, you give me THAT. I give you $50 (or more), and you give me a tank of gas for my car. I give you a compliment on… Continue reading

  • Love it? Live it

    I have some wonderful, life-changing news for you. News that will make your day, your week, and maybe even your year. Heck, it might even cause you to re-think the very nature of Life Itself. Ready? Are you sitting down?… Continue reading

  • JUSTICE?

    I used to say I believed in justice.  But today? I’m not so sure. Please understand… I believe one hundred percent whole-heartedly in every person’s RIGHT to justice. I also believe in the principle that promises us justice will ultimately… Continue reading

  • Test Time!

    What kind of a test-taker are you? As I look back on my own academic career, I am forced to confess to confess the cold, hard truth: tests were a struggle for me. When it came time to put away… Continue reading

  • A Question of Focus

    A QUESTION OF FOCUS If I was a doctor, I would want me as a patient. No. Not because of the bountiful income stream I’d provide. Rather because I am very compliant kind of person. If you tell me to… Continue reading

  • PLEASE STRETCH ME

    As I pulled up to the curb, I reached over and hit the button that activated my emergency flashers. Even though I was illegally parked, I figured it would only take me a second to run into the library, return… Continue reading

  • Free As the Breeze?

    Since retiring from the world of work four years ago, I have experienced several foundational… you might even call them seismic… shifts in my life. There has been, naturally, the anticipated change in income. There was, for Joan and I, the… Continue reading

  • Hungry?

    Yes. I’m hungry. It is about lunchtime here in Oregon as I sit and compose this post. My stomach is grumbling a bit because I have not eaten anything since the delicious dinner Joan prepared for us last night.  But… Continue reading

  • Grace? Truth? How about “YES!”

    There is a place for artists. There is likewise a place for art critics. There is a place for athletes. There is likewise a place for sports writers. There is a place for leaders. There is likewise a place for… Continue reading