Sometimes East From West Is Not Far Enough

My wife, Diane, has kept a journal since 1976, all handwritten, and over 2000 pages long. This year, she decided to digitize it to make it more accessible, especially for our kids. So, every day, she spends some time typing the words into her computer. It has been an interesting experience as she calls me […]Read Post ›

I Detest Mud–But I Play In It All the Time

I have never considered this one of my favorite Psalms. It’s not that the message is not clear. There is hope and praise for God. The Psalm is well written without any veiled messages. There is even a witnessing message. But there are a couple of pictures I see that make me wish that God would have […]Read Post ›

When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good …

A while ago, the book titled Fruit of the Drunken Tree piqued my interest. The story  contrasts the struggles of Chula, who lives in a gated community in Bogotá, Columbia and Petrona, the family’s maid, who lives in city’s slum area–an area  controlled by followers of Pablo Escobar, an infamous drug lord. Ingrid Rojas Contreras, the author, used her […]Read Post ›