Being in-between destinations, not part really of either one, has a special pain to it. Another word for it is transition, and transitions can be of durations as short as a day to ones lasting many years. Living in the in-between space is living in the margins, hoping that somehow there is hope ahead and… Read More The Pain of In-betweenness
I love positive people, and hope that most of the time I’m one myself. But what I don’t appreciate is when I, or anyone else, denies reality to be positive. It is important to acknowledge the reality before us as well as when something is a fake that seems awfully close to the real thing.… Read More It’s not enough to be positive
The news this week from Christchurch, New Zealand was heartbreaking. Fifty Muslim men, women and children gunned down by a 29 year old during prayers. Some on Facebook and other social media have pointed out the other killings this week in places like Nigeria of Christians by Muslims, but why is this needed? Why can’t… Read More Do you feel connected in heart to Muslims?
Does your outward life match what is within? Or is the mask firmly in place, only to be taken off in extremely safe and lonely places? Outward declarations of intent to be something are really not worth much, if they are not matched by an inner reality that corresponds at least to the desire if… Read More Does your outward life match what is inside?
If we are active on social media, or even if we are not, it is quite likely that we are in a “filter bubble” as we start the new year of 2019. “Filter bubble” is a recent expression coined by Internet activist and author Eli Pariser, referring to a kind of intellectual isolation. It is… Read More Are you in a “filter bubble” starting 2019?
In three days a new year will start. Time for fresh grace, fresh opportunities. Leaving behind the regrets of 2018, taking stock of life anew. This coming year is a milestone one for me: turning 60 years old, celebrating 30 years of marriage, and 40 years in the mission I serve with. Arriving at 60… Read More How would you like to receive a blessing from a 101 year old Genocide survivor?
On a walk in a Portland neighborhood with my sister and brother recently, a rather scary scene greeted us. It was a skeleton reaching out from the earth skywards, a grimace on its skull. Then I remembered it was the day before Halloween. (and yes, I am the kind of person who takes photos of… Read More The Power of the Past to Haunt Us