Diversity. It's such a celebrated word in our culture. I've been thinking about that lately. What does it mean to be diverse? What does it mean to have a culture of diversity? It seems the term is an oxymoron. The word "culture," implies that we have an agreed set of beliefs, values and ideals that... Continue Reading →
I heard a well-known evangelist's wife say this one time. She said, "Pay close attention to your tears. Because they lead you to your calling." Of course, what she means--what breaks your heart, breaks it for a reason. That's what God created you to do. My calling...that's such a Christian idea. It just means your... Continue Reading →
Next month I embark on a coveted rite of passage for a writer—the book table. Yes, I get to do my own. It will be at a Local Author Saturday at a used bookstore in town. There will be a few other writers doing tables, so it won’t be as awkward, and hopefully will draw... Continue Reading →
Today I am writing a news piece on the US-Mexico Wall. The whole thing feels so sinister to me, and I don't know why. It seems even darker given that they want to make Mexico pay for it. It just seems like one of those evil mind-game tricks, like dictators that make a prisoner's family... Continue Reading →
Today I went into this coffeeshop. No, it wasn't Starbucks, I'll wind around to the them later. It was a locally-owned place I had been to only once before. Seven years ago. At the time, I was a broke starving artist/missionary type. I needed a place to write, and being without even the three bucks... Continue Reading →
