As a talk show host and columnist, I struggle to write commentaries that are coherent, interesting, accurate, and, once in a great while, even poignant. Somehow, Randy Tremba has found a way to master the craft. The topics of his observations range from weighty issues of justice and peace to what it means to lose your favorite tree. You can make quick work of an entertaining anecdote, often tinged with self-deprecating humor, or allow the story to settle and seep into your soul for further reflection.
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Thanks to Old Scratch I’ll be posting a reflection on something I find remarkable in and around my 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.
Last Sunday we gathered to pay tribute to the snake guy's bodacious life and noble work. But just as we were about to begin something happened.
Death’s been on my mind lately. Three friends buried this month. I’m starting to think I have more dead friends than living ones.
My dog Lucy died a week ago Monday. I wept. Queen Elizabeth II died three days later. I didn’t shed a tear.
Lucy, our beloved Lucy, is dead.