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  • GATES OF HEAVEN & HELL

    November 17, 2009

    •    In 1966, when I was ten years old, my dad heard the voice of God commanding him to give up his career in business and become a Christian writer. As a result, he packed up our family and we took off to travel the world so he could gain inspiration for his books. We had many adventures, such as escaping out of Egypt right before the 6 Day War, smuggling Bibles into communist countries, and ...
  • Right the Bill

    November 4, 2009

    • Right the Bill     My fourteen year- old son came home from school yesterday and immediately began a conversation with the differences between the two political parties.  I assumed the topic was brought up at school (at this time of the year) and why he was full of questions and answers for me.      He said:  He thinks that the (A) political party seems to have a focus and ...
  • Control

    November 4, 2009

    • November 4  CONTROL   I have everything in the world but control and yet it seems to be the only thing I yearn for.  Past history has made it difficult for me to have faith and I have clung to scraps of control as an alternative.  I have hope but I have hope in the way a disgruntled gambler has hope.  The horse may cross the finish line first but it’s a long shot.  This is the trouble ...
  • Soul Progression by Ron Pieris

    October 23, 2009

    • For must of us, personal growth is a natural part of life.  We try out many ways of coming into a better understanding of ourselves and those around us.  But what drives us to do good deeds on behalf and in support of others?  In the book Soul Progression by author Ron Pieris, we find a clear understanding of what it takes to grow internally and let it show externally. According to Pieris, ...
  • When is doing a good deed not so good ?

    October 17, 2009

    • When is doing a good deed not so good for everyone?     I think it is when you allow others the freedom from not having to take care of their own responsibilities.  The things that they can (more than likely) learn to do for themselves.  This, in turn, keeps us busy and veiled from sight to a greater need or loss that we could possibly attend.         I hope to explain ...
  • The Daily Sam: The Kazoo and God

    October 16, 2009

    • I used to be a Presbyterian minister. That was back in the days before they found a cure (rim shot). But seriously, folks, take my Bible—please!I kid. Well, not about being a Presbyterian minister. I really was one, in Omaha, Nebraska, serving a little church called Florence Presbyterian. When I tell people I used to be a minister I get a variety of reactions, but when I say “in Omaha,” ...
  • The End Results ( In The First Place)

    September 30, 2009

    • The End Results ( In The First Place)    I seem to be led to books on mind/body/spirit ever since my wakeup call many years ago. But, time after time, I continue to feel uncomfortable with putting the “self first”. There seems to be something that just doesn’t feel right with me. Especially, since I agree with most everything else in these books.   There seems to be one ...
  • Goodbye..sayings of erasure

    September 25, 2009

    • I've already written in a poem about saying goodbye, so I am not sure this momentary pause in thought, matters in respect of the RedRoom weekly theme request. It counts for me, as this past week I lost a part of me. I lost the bedrock of my life in enforced exile.  As the theme has been about saying goodbye; the emotional punctuation of a life ending is vast and consuming, as much as it is ...
  • Glimpse of Faith

    September 21, 2009

    • I was driving home yesterday and passed the graveyard near my home. As I passed it I noticed a car coming the other direction. The reason I noticed this particular car was because it was slowed, almost to a stop. I looked at the driver and saw an older man, probably early 70's. White beard, wizened face. His eyes were turned up towards the cemetary on the hill on the passenger side of his car. He ...
  • Eid, Ego, Superego

    September 20, 2009

    • I woke up as I do on any other day, determined to treat it like any other day…not days of night-old henna flakes on the sheet, of the hub of activity when the men in the house prepared to go for the namaaz and the women in the kitchen. My mother cooked like a dream…this time too she has made sheer khorma (a vermicelli, milk, dry fruit sweet). I know she will keep one bowl aside and light some ...