I wish the Mayans were right

Newtown funeral

For the past four months it has felt like somebody pushed my head underwater into the pool of grief and is holding it there, attempting to drown me. I can’t come up from air until the one thing I don’t want to happen —  my mother’s death — happens. Then came the massacre at Newtown.  I [Read More...]

Brennan Manning's Messy Faith

I can’t tell you how I discovered Brennan Manning. No one introduced me to him. I, in fact, have never met him. But I don’t recall hearing about him during my years at First Baptist in Corvallis. Or on any of those retreats I attended over the years at Warner Pacific or Ridgecrest, Cannon Beach [Read More...]

My Unsecret Abortion

I had an abortion. A full-fledged three-day affair in 1974. I wrote about it in detail in my memoir — After the Flag has been Folded. It’s a very telling part of my life and even if you don’t give a rat’s tail about Vietnam, you ought to read the book just to read about [Read More...]


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