The Risky Business of being a Rock Star Pastor

I’ve written in many places about the life-long friendship I enjoyed with the pastor of my youth. Pastor Smitty was dear to me in that way that pastors can be to heart-sick children. He really was a good Shepherd. Kind and gentle. Slow to speak — those who knew him and Miz Betty best would [Read More...]

Are we losing our fanciful side?

On Tuesday I drove down to Portland to meet a friend for coffee. One coffee is mine. One is hers. Care to guess whose is whose? Well actually I was meeting more than one friend but the fellow, Paul, was drinking the coffee of Canadians — hot tea.  Maybe it will help you to know [Read More...]

The Epic Adventure: Saving Blue Like Jazz

I was one of those kids who ate lunch with the same group of friends during my high school years. It was basically the same three or four people. We weren’t all that good of friends, more classmates than anything. The group of friends I was most close to were either all older or younger [Read More...]


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