Sep 29, 2019

To everything there is a season. A time to be born and a time to die. Rita died on Monday....

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Read more about the devil’s role in my life in “This Little Light of Mine” under Let Love Arise in the menu bar.

March 8, 2026

Anyone see a poem in there?

March 1, 2026

Twelve months before his death, Martin asked me to officiate his memorial service.

February 22, 2026

There are only two kinds of religion: The religion of being right and the religion of being kind.

February 15, 2026

I inadvertently found out that my first-ever best friend died last month. I didn’t weep. I gasped.

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