First Conversation in 30 Years

This is a continuation of my post a couple weeks ago entitled "My Three Dads." I called my father in January of last year. I steadied myself to hear his "hello" (or perhaps, "hola," as he is Mexican -- I'm half) but got his voicemail instead. Even still, his prerecorded voice overcame me. I didn't leave a…

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Forcing the Hand of Spring

One of the benefits of living in the Midwest is seeing the changing of seasons. Now, I once heard a comedian who preferred Los Angeles say, "We have seasons in California. We just got rid of the ones that suck!" Indeed, this winter sucked. It was long and harsh. Mountains of snow and weeks on…

My Three Dads

The focus at our Lent chapel gathering this week was on healing, particularly how we as followers of Jesus can help bring healing to victims living in a broken world. Not wholly innocent victims, mind you. Certainly there are those who've been victimized by others' sin -- we usually refer to this as injustice. But every…

Hello … again

It's been about nine months since I've posted here. I've been getting the itch to write again, though I'm not entirely sure why. I'm still working on my book project, except I haven't written since January, before my trip to Sierra Leone. It's not as though I have any more time than usual. Plus, it's getting back…

Commotion at Eastwood MetroPark

There had been nothing special about her. Nothing that would have caused me to take note of her. Only that she walked toward me along the left side of the path (her left, my right), so I had to move to my left to pass her. I remember she was tall and hadn't appeared to…

50 Miles for Charity

A couple months ago I wrote about the Tour de H2O, a charity bike ride I planned to participate in. My goal was to raise $500 as part of the group effort to construct a clean water system for a school in Kenya. I'm happy to say I met my goal, and then some. I…

Will we have to answer for 1,100 people?

You may be aware of the factory building collapse in Bangladesh that occured a couple weeks ago. Initially, when I shared the article on Facebook, 300 people were said to have died. Since then, the death toll has escalated above 1,100 people. A terrible tragedy that few in the U.S. were aware of, particularly because…

My Summers Charting the Mud Hens

Major League Baseball is now about a month into its marathon season, and I've been enjoying watching the D-Backs on my iPad, very often with Micah. He especially likes when they're in San Francisco since he likes seeing the Coke bottle and huge mitt beyond left field. The D-Backs are still over .500. Never mind…

Less Like … More Like …

Some nine years ago I sat on a weight bench at the Wolf Creek YMCA in Toledo listening to some new music by Sara Groves. (Has it really been nine years that I've been working out? I really should be in much better shape.) The opening song to her All Right Here is "Less Like Scars,"…

Tour de H2O

It was a few months before Christmas two years ago when I sat in a staff meeting at my church as we discussed seasonal impact opportunities. We usually have a couple projects we encourage our members to contribute financially to, as people in general, not just Christians, typically increase their charitable giving around Christmas. One…