Have you ever heard of a case in court where the guilty gets off due to some technicality? There is a sense of righteous indignation that wells up inside at the injustice that brought some loophole to the light of day, allowing a guilty person off the hook. I find myself angry that loopholes seem… Continue reading Getting off the hook
On Christmas day I went to see the new Star Wars movie and must confess that I found it entertaining. Afterwards, my son and I engaged in "cinema sin" conversation as we took the movie apart and pointed out flaws, or, "sins" in the production. Like having Princess Leia flying in space like Peter Pan when she… Continue reading I Confess
Did you feel it? That miraculous moment. The infinitesimal pause when the whole Earth came to an end of tilting away from the sun. At 8:28 this morning the darkness began to recede like a cosmic tide. These last 6 months as the tide of shorter days crept upon us many terrible things happened in… Continue reading When darkness flees.
When I was in third grade my mother was killed. That one act of violence changed my life. My sister and brother and I soon crammed into an old station wagon with a father I hardly knew, heading off on a 5-day journey up the Alaskan-Canadian highway. I don't remember much of that trip other than… Continue reading Under an empty sky
Here's a snippet of my first book Calling all Zombies. Chapter one Jacob pressed the phone to his ear, straining to hear the soft voice begging him to keep her secret. “Please, Jake. I have to go but promise you won't tell. Promise you'll keep quiet. I won't do it again. I… Continue reading A small serving of Zombie
Once again Charles Manson is in the news. I wonder if people will attend his funeral just to make sure he really is dead. He had 83 years on this earth and now he has an audience with God. I wonder if Charles Manson called out to God for forgiveness while in prison. I wonder… Continue reading Farewell to a killer
"Never mistake tiredness for discouragement. Sometimes you're just tired." Those wise words were spoken way back in 1981 when I was a freshman starting at Trinity Bible Institute. Now it's Trinity Bible College. I still remember Mom Garrison telling all of us in the choir to go get some rest. "But I'm not sleepy," I… Continue reading “I’m not a zombie!”