Imagine the horror Cain felt.  Just a few minutes earlier, there was a blind rush of fury as he carried out his plan to attack his brother.  For a brief moment, there was satisfaction.  But...

Fun fact: I met Allen Ginsberg in front of the Denver Public Library years ago.  He was walking out, and I nearly walked into him.  My eyes bulged.  I looked around for confirmation that somebody...

Imagine the slow clip-clop of donkey hooves as Jesus, surrounded by cheering crowds, rode into Jerusalem! They saw a perfect vision of how they expected their King to arrive.  They must have been ecstatic!  Zechariah...

…the master of all I survey My mother just celebrated her 93rd birthday.  She is in stage 4 congestive heart failure.  Scoliosis, along with a raging case of polio as a young woman, left her...

I was 12 years old when The Omen came out in theaters.  I was too young to watch it in theaters, but I had heard rumblings about the antichrist before. The older kids who really...

See, I’m FASTING ! “When you fast, don’t make yourselves look sad like the hypocrites. They put a look of suffering on their faces so that people will see they are fasting. The truth is,...

Hospitality – makes me think of the old Motel 6 commercials: “This is Tom Bodett, and we’ll leave the light on for you!”  A cozy image of a comfy room and bed after a hard...

Bandwidth Tunnel I have a love/hate relationship with that sentence. It sounds high tech. That mystical cable to which I’m connected is limited.  It just can’t handle any more capacity.  My brain is full.  My...

Everything humans make has its source in the Lord, so I encounter Him daily by appreciating those blessings that continually appear throughout my day. If I’m washing dishes, sometimes I think about that super genius...

  The world is so noisy:  Text notifications demanding attention; email pop-ups with constant tiny fires to put out; my favorite music playlist on a loop; phone ringing – is it spam?  national news buzzing...

    Reading scripture is such a powerful foundation for prayer.  Passages become so familiar that they are “written on our palms” so to speak.  The stories remind us again and again to whom we...

    Part of my misspent youth was waiting tables at Pizza Hut.  We bussed our own tables back then, and I remember the thrill of cleaning a table, and looking around to find how...