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  • Coming Out

    I like to sing. Correction; I absolutely LOVE to sing. And so it was with real joy and excitement that I accepted my friend’s invitation three years ago to audition for a group called the Heartland Men’s Chorus (HMC). My… Continue reading

  • “The Day my Mother Went Crazy”

    I grew up in one of those small towns where everyone knew everything about everyone else. And so it was no surprise that we all heard some version of the story of the day Mrs. Stanfield (not her real name)… Continue reading

  • Need Answers?

    If you want to know what is right, just ask me… … on virtually ANY topic. Let’s start with DRIVING. I can tell you how fast you should be driving, which lane you should be in, how (and when) to… Continue reading

  • Here in the aftermath…

    “Sir, we wish to see Jesus.” (John 12:21, NRSV) Today, words fail. And yet, I have always been encouraged that the attempt to assemble appropriate words can often be the beginning point of the process of healing. So I press on… I… Continue reading

  • Scratch it!

    Have you ever had an itch? I mean the kind that was located at that exactly perfectly unreachable spot on your back… just right THERE. An intense itch. The kind that would not be ignored nor trifled with. It is… Continue reading

  • Christmas Present

    It is one of the hardest questions I ever have to answer at this time of year. I puzzle over it for hours and still really don’t ever come up with a good answer. The question in question is, “So,… Continue reading

  • I just can’t.

    Four. That is the number of times I have sat in front of my laptop today, fingers poised, intending to write. I had a few other ideas percolating for my next blog post. But in light of the horrible shootings… Continue reading

  • Fish Nibble Love

    I had to look it up. The name of the fish is Garra Rufa. They are sometimes referred to as “doctor fish” and they have apparently become the hottest thing in spa treatments. That’s because if you put your feet into… Continue reading

  • Scattered

      A couple of weeks ago, my siblings and I had one of our all-too-rare get-togethers.   Rare because hanging out regularly is hard when separated by 2,000 miles of American soil. As providence would have it, the occasion of… Continue reading

  • Loving the imperfect

    Joan and I don’t eat out at restaurants very often. As I believe I have mentioned in this space before, this is mainly because my wife is an awesome cook. I love to eat the things she so lovingly and creatively… Continue reading