The KKK takes on Westboro Baptist

Lawdohmercy! Even Flannery woundn’t have thunk this one up. As much as I despise what Westboro and Fred Phelps stand for — somehow the KKK defending the troops and military families seems equally as wrong. But then again, maybe they both represent what freedom means — in some ironic, whacked out way. And you? What [Read More...]

God Lotto: Converting the unsaved by the millions

Perhaps somebody ought to try upping the ante on Christopher Hitchens’ salvation. You may recall that Hitchens is a devout atheist. (Is there such a thing? Can you be devout if you don’t have an object of your devotion? Or is that like ending a sentence with a preposition? There’s nothing on the receiving end? If [Read More...]

Peter's Story

Peter’s Story I met Peter at one of Vietnam’s busy marketplaces. He asked me why I was in his country. I told him all about Sons And Daughters in Touch and our historic return to the battlefields where our fathers were slain. “I am like you,” he said. “In what way?” I asked. “My father, [Read More...]

Just as I am: An excerpt

Just as I am Mama decided to bury Daddy at Andrew Johnson National Cemetery over in Greeneville, Tennessee. Some of Daddy’s kin didn’t like that idea; they wanted him buried at McCloud, the town where he’d lived as a boy. To try and make them happy, Mama arranged for the funeral service to be held [Read More...]

No greater love than this…

There are two places I go whenever I want to spend a holiday with my father – Panel 9 East Line 71 of the Vietnam Memorial Wall in Washington, D. C, or the headstone near the shade tree under the flagpole at Andrew Johnson’s National Cemetery in Greeneville, Tennessee. The marble headstone was replaced with [Read More...]

Elizabeth Smart has what Casey Anthony needs

Two days after her toddler daughter was last seen alive, Casey Anthony asked to borrow a shovel from a neighbor, reportedly to dig up some bamboo.  Casey, 25, is now on trial for first-degree murder in the death of her daughter. Caylee Anthony, 2, was last seen alive on June 16, 2008. The Florida-tyke wasn’t [Read More...]

How media messed up the Rapture: As soldiers lay dying

Several years ago when I was working as a local reporter I arrived at the news office around 6 a.m. to find a woman sitting on the curb, the back door of her 60s-era van wide open. There was a sleeping bag, clothes and some sort of round satellite dish in the back. It was [Read More...]

Camping Prohibited

Harold Camping had it wrong — again. The world did not end on Saturday. It’s two minutes from midnight Sunday as I type this and the crickets are chirping, the wind is blowing, Poe is snoring and I have a bone to pick. Nothing out of the ordinary here. You may have noticed that I [Read More...]

The community we nurture

It’s the way we frame our treasures here and there The hospitality we offer The  hands extended when we falter The doors we push through The hard places we scale It’s the community we nurture When we cheer each other on Or, when necessary, pull each other upward It’s the laughter And the light that surrounds [Read More...]

Where the Wild Things Grow

That hike I mentioned? It was a path along the Metolius River. That’s Native American for White Fish. There were waterfalls White-water rapids Towering Pines A fisherman Plenty of hungry rainbow trout I mentioned the white-water rapids, didn’t I? And the trout? Look, see ‘em! Aren’t they something? There were some gal-pals, of course By [Read More...]

Living The End

I’m all about endings. You might say as a writer, I live for The End. I do that as a woman of faith, too — Live for the End. But I don’t live for The End in any negative sense. I’m not one of those pie-in-the-sky gals. If I want pie, I have me some, though [Read More...]

Bootleg Hair

As it turns out, Delilah may have been onto something when she demanded the servant shave Samson’s hair clean off. And Chris Rock should have listened when that gal told him: Don’ t nobody want any nappy hair no more. What they want is Remy hair from India.  That’s the best kind of hair for [Read More...]

I am Jesus, so says the Aussie Man

WOW!!! What a week! It’s only Tuesday and in one week’s time we have the Second Coming and the Rapture. Oh. Wait. Don’t those two always go together? What I love best about it is that Jesus talks with an Aussie accent and he’s movie star handsome! I bet all those atheists are SORRY now! [Read More...]

Lessons from Survivors

“We may be a global village, but instant communication often isolates us from each other, rather than uniting us.”  L’Engle Tim and I have been texting each other all morning. He’s at home. I’m in Bend. The text go like this: Him:  Clean sweep. Our next boy will be named Boston Rob. Me: Natalie is [Read More...]

The Yankee Man's Dixie

Editor’s Note: When I went out for my drive earlier this week, I passed through a little town called Dixie. Years ago when I was a reporter, I spent a day in Dixie with some lovely folks. I pulled that story to share with you today. This is a mosey kind of story, so if [Read More...]


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