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Long, long ago – in the dark ages of junior high – one lesson was firmly implanted in my mind by our P.E. coach, Mr. Jorgensen. This was the time when the seventh-grade boys would be taken aside for sex education. We were fortunate… Continue Reading “A Stand-up Guy”
The first church I served right out of seminary was actually two. It was part of a two-point charge served when I was under the United Methodist system. Both were in the Upper Mojave Desert, about twenty-five miles apart on Highway 395 — Inyokern… Continue Reading “Channeling Your Inner Mary”
When the boys were little tykes, my morning job was to get them out of bed and make sure they were dressed for school. I’d come into their room chanting sing-song, “Wakee, wakee,” all the while flipping the light switch on and off. At… Continue Reading “Wakee, Wakee”
Remember. Our faculty of recall is the one characteristic essential to a full humanity. That is why Alzheimer’s Disease is so devastating. It robs its victims of what makes life precious and worthwhile. Literally it takes the joy out of living, erasing precious memories. … Continue Reading “Remember”
Early on in our marriage I learned one thing about my wife. She could be persistent. Once she got an idea in her mind, especially an idea concerning one of my chores, I might as well give in. I knew I would, sooner or… Continue Reading “Do Not Lose Hope”
Sunday, when I opened the LA Times, right on the lefthand column was my sermon title for today. It was an article on the Afro-Columbians, living in a remote jungle of that nation. These people live by subsisting on marginal gold panning. They are… Continue Reading “A Champion of Nobodies”
Recently, I’ve received a number of emails for burial insurance. Like the plague victim in “Spamalot” about to be carted off to the cemetery, I loudly protest, “I’m not dead yet. I’m not dead.” The next day a postcard arrived from Forest Lawn. I… Continue Reading “Just Get Over Yourself”
It was a late Friday afternoon; this was to be Joe’s last day at First Federal Bank in the town of Outback. Joe was beside himself. He’d just been given notice “his services were no longer needed.” Fired – in short. Okay, he wasn’t… Continue Reading “Taking Care of Business”
On this Labor Day weekend my mind goes to backyard barbecues, fairs and the end of summer’s lazy days. At one time, when summer was not the scorching ordeal it now is, the day of peak attendance at the L.A. County Fair was now. … Continue Reading “From the Top of the World”
We, that is one of our House of Hope staff and I, just returned from our sojourn in the hills of West Virginia where we were working on our opioid addiction center. I am amazed at how green the hills of that part of… Continue Reading “What a Week!”