Anyone see a poem in there?
Twelve months before his death, Martin asked me to officiate his memorial service.
There are only two kinds of religion: The religion of being right and the religion of being kind.
I inadvertently found out that my first-ever best friend died last month. I didn’t weep. I gasped.
I don’t like Stephen Miller. Maybe Jesus does, but I don’t.
Just when you think Jesus loves and forgives everybody, it turns out he doesn’t.
Two hundred million of us will be affected. But, alas, another type of storm is gathering.
The Magical Mystery Tour is coming to take you away.
My friend and I have a tacit agreement not to speak of the elephant in the room.
We don’t need astronomers to explain the Bethlehem star.
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