THE GREENING OF SOUTHERN WEST VIRGINIA
I spent this past weekend in Huntington. I was asked to give a boost to the 50 some men and women working with Coalfield Development Corporation.
I spent this past weekend in Huntington. I was asked to give a boost to the 50 some men and women working with Coalfield Development Corporation.
I’ve been looking for Jesus most of my life. Much to my surprise, the closer I got, the less there was. Like a mirage.
Before Jesus got converted into a white evangelical Republican, he was a child of Judaism, working for social justice. What happened?!
I saw “Joker” last week. Before the (sociopathic) “Joker” became Batman’s notorious nemesis, he was just Arthur Fleck. Arthur has a backstory.
This past Tuesday the Magical Mystery Tour bus came for my friend. I didn’t think it would arrive so soon. I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye.
We knew that any given greeting might be the last. Death was no stranger in that place.
I’m told this is our “Hong Kong moment.” Marches, letters, petitions, and sham trials aren’t getting it done. It’s time to flood the streets and stay until the revolution is over.
Our twin granddaughters live in Albuquerque. They’re 11 years old, just this side of puberty and corruptibility.
Over Christmas break we took them to Las Vegas to see “Love” at the Mirage…
Today is the fourth Sunday of Advent. The fourth candle stands for IMPEACHMENT. Well, maybe not on every Advent wreath...
Advent is a Christian tradition steeped in Judaism. And Judaism is steeped in sorrow. By the rivers of Babylon, we...
Thanks to Old Scratch I’ll be posting a reflection on something I find remarkable in and around our world most every Sunday morning.
Read more about the devil’s role in my life in “This Little Light of Mine” under Let Love Arise in the menu bar.

Something notable happened this month that merits an early return from my sabbatical.

I reached a personal milestone yesterday. Alas, there were no fireworks and no parades.

Soccer is a beautiful game, my sons told me years ago. I couldn’t see what they saw, but I’m beginning to.

I'm a soccer fan but not a fanatic. Alas, the game releases the inner barbarian.
Randall Tremba was born and raised in Youngstown, Ohio. He took a bachelor of arts in philosophy at Wheaton College, Illinois (1969), [delete extra space]a master’s of divinity at Fuller Theological Seminary, Pasadena, California (1973)[comma] and a doctor of ministry at Princeton Seminary (1992). He was installed as minister of the Shepherdstown (WV) Presbyterian Church in July 1976. Forty-one years later he retired. In between[comma]* he married Paula, became a parent (Jonah, Nathanael, Amanda) and a grandfather as well as founding[comma] founded the Rumsey Radio Hour (1990), and co-founded the Shepherdstown Good News Paper with Ed Zahniser (May 1979). You can follow the author on his blog, thedevilsgift.com.
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