September 13, 2017

I think it is easy to admit we have all found ourselves at one time or another reading online an overwhelming amount of information, good, bad, and terrifying. I doubt I am alone in admitting having the conversation with a friend, on more than one occasion, of being thankful for meeting new people and learning new things while at the same time having the feeling that logging off would be of great benefit on numerous levels. It is hard to... Read more

June 25, 2017

Love Does Not Need to Be Blind In part 1, I discussed the case of the Osage Indian murders thoughtfully retold in the book Killers of the Flower Moon: The Osage Murders and the Birth of the FBI, as well as the difficulty of reconciling the love of country with the injustices committed by and against its citizens. The rise of nationalism surrounding the election of President Trump highlights a divide in our nation that has always been but appears to... Read more

June 21, 2017

The Evil of the Love of Money I’m currently reading Killers of the Flower Moon, a non-fiction by David Grann about the murder of the wealthy Osage Indians in the first quarter of the 1900s over the lucrative oil fields owned by tribe members. The horrific acts rooted in greed and corruption work against our desire to trust those that should care for us. The need for centralized policing becomes obvious in the retelling of this historical drama one wishes... Read more

March 2, 2017

Everyday Reminder of the Corporal and Spiritual Acts of Mercy I do not keep many personal items at my desk in my office. I prefer not to make it too cozy for a couple of reasons. The first is I move locations quite a bit and the second is I like the divide between my home and work. What I do have is a few handmade gifts from my children and a printout of the Corporal and Spiritual Acts of... Read more

February 7, 2017

Never Assume God’s Plan is Your Plan Shortly after I wrote my first post for Patheos I started to put together my thoughts on suffering. Little did I know what was to come. It’s been over six months since I decided I would write about the topic and in that time I have learned much, not by studying, but by walking with suffering. Beloved, do not be surprised that a trial by fire is occurring among you, as if something... Read more

June 5, 2016

I had been driving for hours. Winding through highways and interstates on day two of a journey home. Not for me, but for a family member slipping between dementia robbing him of his ability to use a phone and serving him up memories long forgotten. Stories about Saigon and Okinawa flowed through the car like yesteryear was yesterday. I mostly just listened, reminded him to put his seat belt on, and reassured his wife we were on course and okay. Her voice... Read more

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