Slow Down, My Son
A semi-sonnet* on Christmas Day Slow down, My son. What makes you run, and run, As if to catch the racing sun As it rolls whence »
A semi-sonnet* on Christmas Day Slow down, My son. What makes you run, and run, As if to catch the racing sun As it rolls whence »
In June, 1968, I was afflicted with a “thorn in the flesh” that caused extreme mental and emotional agony and severely affected our young marriage. Since »
Dear Praying Friends: In February, 2017, I listed several “’Old’ Strategies for New Realities.” One of these was “Developing low-cost, high-yield structures and programs that do »
Though several people expressed appreciation for my article “Christian Reflections on the Pandemic: Some Preliminary Thoughts,” one reader said, “There is not enough good news here! »
One of our associates was asked by a relative who had not previously shown interest in spiritual things, “Is there any religious meaning in this pandemic? »