Author Archives: mike

How many of you ever heard your grandmother say, “If you can’t say anything nice then don’t say anything at all.”? (I am now faced with the dilemma over whether I should follow grandma’s wisdom or let ‘er rip…) Information. … Continue reading →

Events in the Middle East are dire. Terror seems to be the norm for people who are caught in the middle of an ancient power struggles. Life, any hope of life, seems to flicker way in the harrowing cavalcade of … Continue reading →

Scallops, oysters, clams, and mussels. Raw, steamed, Rockefellered, or grilled. You love them or you hate them. Today. Dietary restrictions kept, and still keep, many from eating these little beauties, the oceans hoovers. Makes sense, who wants to eat a … Continue reading →

Some questions left unanswered. Why did Jesus prefer to die on the eve of Passover rather than on Yom Kippur? What if “died for our sins” doesn’t mean what we’ve been taught it means? How does the politically-influenced death of … Continue reading →

How many of you believe that the world is flat? No one, right? How is it that you don’t believe this simple fact? There is no way that you can tell me otherwise. What is your evidence, your proof to … Continue reading →

Many of you who meander through here might just be wondering what is the purpose of all of this. Me too. That probably wasn’t the response that you were looking for; not a real confidence builder, right? I mean let’s … Continue reading →

Ok folks. Welcome to a new year, again. I have spent the last year reevaluating key assumptions and structures of belief in my life. It has been a work, and it is far from over, but so far, the rewards … Continue reading →

Ok, let’s celebrate yet another rotation around the sun. But can we be serious for a moment? Out of the other 364 days why is this day the one that has importance in our celestial journey? Is there a particular … Continue reading →

Five boxes, fifteen years. There they sat. What had once adorned the shelves of my library now rests in an indistinct corner of my overflowing garage. It came suddenly, but it was inevitable, as most things of God are. The … Continue reading →