The Christian Monist

I didn't grow up in a musical family and I regret that.  My father, or so I've heard, use to jam with the Carter Family at a local...

Thank you for your encouraging comments. I don't want to turn this blog into a self-loathing sounding board. I try not too. I have ofte...

It took me a long time to spit out my last two posts.  The reason for this is that I remain overwhelmed with work to the point that I feel ...

As I said, it is really hard to know where to start this discussion because the headwaters are so convoluted. But I will start with one m...

I knew it would eventually happen . . . the word "natural" taken to its extreme absurdity.  The pendulum of every philosophical mo...

I'm not an artist, but I wish I were. I'm not an artist but I think like one . . . or should I say, I feel like one.  My hallmark ...

W e had this wild idea. First it was my wife's. Then I finally got "on board" with it . . . about the time she got cold feet ...