READER’S NOTE: Saint Patrick reached Ireland with the gospel during a very dark time. The method he used so successfully is chronicled in George Hunter III’s, “The Celtic Way of Evangelism” and Thomas Cahill’s “How The Irish Saved Civilization.” Patrick was called “The Deer” because of a failed attempt to kill him. An Irish tribal [...]
Yes, the title comes from an old Seinfeld episode. I only saw about six or so during their run and one of those was about the soup Nazi. He was a difficult man who made the world’s best soup. When someone annoyed him or stepped out of his rigidly drawn lines of correct behavior he [...]
Reading the Book of Acts reminds me of an RV park I frequently drive by in Ohio. No, wait, hear me out. This is a very strange RV park. It is not a trailer park, mobile home community, or manufactured housing estate. It is an RV park. Every one of the RV’s has wheels, an [...]
I thought it might put the cat amongst the pigeons to post a political post — and it did. But it also proved something: for all the talk about how we should be united and allow diversity of thought and speech, when someone steps outside the lines we have drawn politically it is hard not [...]
I drove home last night after our Wednesday night main event, and passed a group of perhaps seven adults and twenty children holding up signs and candles in support of Cindy Sheehan and attacking President Bush. I know that some feel they can’t say anything about her since she lost her son (though that idea [...]
One of my favorite authors is a journalist/adventurer named Robert Young Pelton. His pithy observations about life, death, and dangerous places are priceless. His opus major entitled “The World’s Most Dangerous Places” has just entered its 5th edition. It is a quick read, even though it runs over a thousand pages. Here is one quote [...]
Taking my kids to the toy store was about as much fun as mediating the Palestinian-Israeli conflict while simultaneously overthrowing the corrupt Sudanese government. Except my kids weren’t quite that cooperative. One bone of contention was that they didn’t want to be in the same area. Kara, being a girl and all, liked the pink [...]
As far as I know my elders never read this blog. In fact, I am not sure that more than one or two of them even knows it exists. I’m not ashamed of it; it’s just that I’m still a bit stunned that anyone wants to read the gravel washed eroded bits of brain cells [...]