Treasures and Crud

It’s a Mess. My Sock Drawer and my Heart Hurrying to race out the door to work, I rummaged in my sock drawer for a matching pair of black socks. Glancing at the clock, I promised myself—again—that I would dump the drawer, sort through it, toss away the widows and straighten up the surviving pairs. […]


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Treasures and Crud

It’s a Mess. My Sock Drawer and my Heart Hurrying to race out the door to work, I rummaged in my sock drawer for a matching pair of black socks. Glancing at the clock, I promised myself—again—that I would dump the drawer, sort through it, toss away the widows and straighten up the surviving pairs. […]


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An Orange County Autumn

Fire Station, Trabuco Canyon. November, 2011. Oh Yes We Do! Every fall, a litany arises from transplants to Southern California: “There is no autumn here!”  Pundits reply that we have two seasons: Green and brown. But I’m here to tell you that fall does come to Southern California.  Friday nights at high schools, Saturdays at universities, […]


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An Orange County Autumn

Fire Station, Trabuco Canyon. November, 2011. Oh Yes We Do! Every fall, a litany arises from transplants to Southern California: “There is no autumn here!”  Pundits reply that we have two seasons: Green and brown. But I’m here to tell you that fall does come to Southern California.  Friday nights at high schools, Saturdays at universities, […]


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On Getting the Whole Story

Psalms, The Phantom of the Opera, and a Mask. November, 2011.  The New Testament Concealed, the Old Testament RevealedWhen Rich surprised me with a Kindle in September, I underestimated the impact it would have on my reading habits. I take it with me to doctor’s appointments and skip the tired stack of ancient magazines. I  look […]


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