Happy Epiphany … or Hello World

I thought I'd write a post today in observance of Epiphany, a holiday not featured on most wall calendars, nor in Google or iCal. But since my last post was way back in May, when it was probably warm and sunny and flowers were in bloom and grass was green and the sky was blue,…

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The 40 LONG Days of Lent

I'm writing here on Day 39 of Lent, so there's just one more day of fasting before the chocolate feast on Easter. Which reminds me, it was a terrible idea to send me to the store to play the Easter Bunny and buy all the treats for the baskets, not at the end of Lent…

Day at the Beach

This is the continuation of a series of posts: "First Conversation in 30 Years" and "My Three Dads." The first week of April was rather chilly in Myrtle Beach, but we didn't go just for the beach. We left right after Easter worship services, arriving shortly after midnight. We hadn't expected to meet up with my…

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…

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…

Sapping My Creativity — and a link

My creative energy has been sapped lately, which is why I haven't posted here on Mondays in a couple weeks. I spent a few weeks reflecting and crafting my sermon I preached at my church on November 25. I don't think I could ever preach every week like some pastors do. I always need time…

Nuttin' for Christmas

Last week we received in the mail a catalog that is to our girls like the Sears catalog was to me when I was a kid. Remember that big catalog and the pages and pages of toys? Like Ralphie with his Red Rider, I’d take a Sharpie and circle everything I wanted from Santa, which…

The Little Mexican Girl I Loved

I'm postponing my normal First Century Pastor post today to tell you about a little Mexican girl I loved in second grade. Her name was Veronica Rodriguez, and she had tan skin and dark hair that ran the length of her back. ... Back then I was no more Mexican than my Gringo mother and stepfather.