At least once a week he runs several times around the full perimeter of our local neighborhood park. And he’s always carrying that damn Confederate flag. That and then the white beard, white T-shirt and slow, deliberate running gait are always easily recognizable. Today I saw him there again as I was driving the kids…

You may have noticed that I’ve not shown up at this intersection during the last week or so.  A new job, and, with the new job, the promise of a new book project, have conspired to keep me away.  Much of last week I was out in L.A. on a business trip meeting new colleagues—hence…

I’ve missed you, and I’m counting the days when I can meet you more regularly again here at this intersection between God and life. This story comes thanks to fellow saint and sinner Paul. When a star on the basketball court can say that the game he played so well was really child’s play in…

This past weekend as I lay sunbathing on a beach in Santa Monica, California, it seemed like everywhere I turned there was somebody beautiful. The tan, toned, athletic bodies were everywhere, which had me wondering whether, after two pregnancies, I really dared peel off that top layer of clothing and bear my own now pale-white…

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