Writings

  • Schlimazels of us all!

    I learned two new Yiddish words today–schlemiel and schlimazel. The schlemiel is the one who is always spilling the soup, the screw-ups if you will, while the schlimazel is the one that the soup always falls on. Our country has its fair share of schlemiels in government, industry and media who are constantly screwing up…

  • The Postscript

    “Hello Child, do you know where you are?” I was looking into the face of this most beautiful…man, woman, child—I cannot say exactly who or what it was because it was all these things. It was glorious, loving, and warm. I feel its love. I can tell this person anything. “You can call me ‘The…

  • Hello, is anyone listening?

    It was a cold winter’s Christmas Eve night in Abilene, Texas. I was eleven or twelve years old, and there was something I wanted very badly for Christmas. I had told Santa, my parents, and anyone who would listen, what I most wanted—a pair of walkie-talkies! Honestly, I can’t remember ever wanting anything more as…

  • The God I Don’t Know

    Presented at Dayspring Church 10/23 Not too long ago I was invited to a party at a friend’s house.  It was a casual affair with people who I mostly didn’t know.  I was there because I loved Cary—and most of the people were her friends at UCO.  Before long one of the people, who learned…

  • Freedom and the Good Place

    Presented at Dayspring Church 10/23 Have you ever noticed how people use the term, “Good Place?”  They say, “She’s not in a very good place right now.”  Or, “The last time you saw me I wasn’t in a very good place.”  Or more positively, “I’m in a pretty good place right now.  But what does…