There isn’t much TV that I watch consistently. In fact, I haven’t checked out any of the new shows that have debuted as this new season starts. But I am looking forward to the January-February mid-season interim when American Crime will be back for a third season. The decision to …
A few weeks ago on a Friday, on my usual morning walk, I was pondering the gospel for the coming Sunday … especially the part known as the Parable of the Good Samaritan. Knowing I have to watch my time in the mornings (because my commute now takes about three …
I’m indebted to pastor & author Walter Wangerin, Jr. for the title line (which also appears in the text) as well as for the indentifier “the fear-not angel.” I also want to acknowledge my mom for the theological insight she gave me twenty-some years ago… We’re here tonight because it’s …
I can see my rocking chair again, even sit in it – if I want …which I haven’t in a long time. Until about two months ago, it had gradually disappeared under a rapidly growing pile of things … things like pillows and bedding … surrounded by furnishings like a …
When I saw the title (“Dear God”) and the briefest of plot synopses (Christian mediation) for the episode of The Good Wife that aired on CBS on Sunday, October 5th, I wondered. It’s not very often that television gets this stuff right. Sure, The Good Wife is reliably one …
Pentecost has come … and gone … at least the festival day, the celebration of the momentous day millennia ago regarded as the birth of the Church … the very public launch of the Christian movement … when the first followers of Jesus began the work of carrying on what …
Donald … Byron … Teenagers Shot … And a much bigger question we’d rather not face At the end of April, two disparate events happened in the same 24-hour news cycle. Both are still being heard on appeal in the respective venues in which their cases have been …
The word Lent (as in “the season of,” not a form of “to lend”), we’re told, comes from an Old English word meaning spring. That being the case, if ever we truly needed Lent, this would be the year … at least in northern climes. Despite fairly late start to …
When Advent began, the brilliant colors of autumn had long since faded to dull brown. Everything was gray-tinged … the old leaves … the bare trunks and branches … the dormant grass. The world looked ready to be tucked into bed for the winter-long nap with a blanket of snowy …
“I think that I shall never see A poem as lovely as a tree …” Joyce Kilmer I liked the Cleveland Tree long before it was possible to “like” this tree on Facebook. One runner who shares the walking/biking trail along Mississippi River Boulevard at the southern edge of the …