After the world’s failure to address the tragic situation of Jews throughout Europe in the 1930’s and 1940’s, and the resulting atrocities Jews were forced to endure, it might be expected that world leaders would have made every possible effort to improve life for those few Jews who miraculously survived the Holocaust. Sadly, this was not the case.
Experiencing, in Christ the healed reality of creation, makes possible the most important lesson about resilience that I have learned through the conflicts of early adolescence:
It is impossible to know, and probably not all that helpful to speculate about, the deep mystery that makes it possible for some people to come through dark circumstances relatively intact while others navigating similar circumstances are unable to find a place of stability, health and strength. Read the rest of this entry »
I had a visit last week from a police officer from the Special Victims Unit of our local police department.
In his extraordinary autobiographical novel Bread For The Departed, Bogdan Wojdowski tells the agonizing story of the Warsaw Ghetto seen through the eyes of David Fremde.
David Virtue in the United States and his Canadian equivalent David “Samizdat” are like a couple of sad lonely old men who simply cannot stop gossiping about their ex-wives.
23 Jesus was about thirty years old when he began his work.
On Sunday 5 February 2017 in Houston, Texas, starting at 6:30 ET a major sporting event took place.
In response to Ken Wilber’s recent essay “Trump and a Post-Truth World: An Evolutionary Self-Correction”, there has been quite a bit of comment flying around the internet.
Eleven years ago, I was invited by the church in which I spent most of my childhood to write about my memories of growing up in this faith community. At the time, my reflections were not considered appropriate for inclusion in the proposed publication and so my words remained buried in the depths of my computer.