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Donald Trump, Meet Queen Esther. A plan for moving forward.

Donald Trump, Meet Queen Esther. A plan for moving forward.

Nov 14, 2016

I’ve spent a great deal of time this past week thinking about the Presidential election and the fallout from it. Like many in America, I am reeling from the uncertainty that this election has fostered. Before I get into my assessment of the situation and outline a course of action, I want to revisit an ancient story that very much parallels what we’re...

What Would Jesus Scream?

What Would Jesus Scream?

Mar 7, 2016

“For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.” John 3:17 On Friday evening, Clarke and I decided to check out First Friday, a monthly event in the downtown Phoenix arts district where hundreds of businesses – restaurants, galleries, bars, and other retailers – stay open throughout...

What Do You Smell Like?

What Do You Smell Like?

Jun 30, 2014

I’m a regular volunteer for a local dog rescue here in Phoenix. My primary duties consist of serving as a transporter, a handler, and an occasional dog whisperer. Nearly every Saturday morning, I show up at our boarding facility, never knowing quite what to expect from one week to the next. Usually I just retrieve the dogs assigned to me for transporting to the...

Forgiven But Not Forgotten

Forgiven But Not Forgotten

Sep 25, 2013

I received an email this week from someone who did me a great deal of harm a couple of years ago. It took me by surprise because I was fairly certain that I would no longer need to deal with this individual. Not only had I forgiven him because I needed to for my own healing and well-being, but I had also blessed him in the process beyond what most any...

Honoring Our (Dysfunctional) Parents

Honoring Our (Dysfunctional) Parents

Sep 11, 2013

“Honor your father and your mother, so that you may live long in the land the Lord your God is giving you.” (Exodus 20:12) I recently spent a few days in Oregon visiting my elderly parents. This annual trek always come with a mixed bag of emotions. I did not have a particularly happy childhood growing up in a very dysfunctional family. My parents...