Thy Grace is Sufficient

This post is a continuation of these thoughts , and is based on this outstanding paper . What we have now, in the current church, often has...

This was not an ordinary ordinary Sunday. For a number of years, it has been a tradition in our church on the first Sunday of the new year, ...

Lets face it. The old way of doing things is shot. Even the way in which we did things 10 years ago is full of holes. There are a few ins...

Our family has a really funny, cute, and lively little nephew named Tim. Tim is about four years old now, but when he was a really little g...

I have been asked by my old (well not that old) friend Julie to post five wierd things about myself. What better way to start the new year?...

This has been a week to remember the average guy. The guy who does his job (even if it happens to be President) each day, is kind to his ne...

I am continuing to revel in the simple beauty of James Taylor's Christmas Album , late to the party as I am. Tonight, I am listening to ...

Sometimes I think I live in a cave. James Taylor has a new Christmas album, and I had no idea, until the other day when my buddy John told m...

Its Boxing Day 2006. The day after Christmas. Last night we were part of a large festive party with friends and family old and new from chur...

And to all, a good night.

Alright.... here is another reason the Internet is completely cool. Just imagine it, uptight Presbyterians, making a difference. Wonderful...

There is a train that runs through our town. For some reason, I like to walk the dog to the Mission Street Station of the Metro, and sit fo...

The simple joys of Christmas are all around us.....

Alright. I have to get this off my chest. I am bothered by a growing trend among many of the Christmas "family pictures" we get e...

About 10 days ago, I spent a remarkable day in a conference room in Pasadena. Eight hours, drinking from a fire hose. I spent it here , with...

Advent. A time of waiting. T his song expresses for me much of what my faith means to me. May it mean something deep, and rich, and mysterio...

Today, as I was walking back to my office late in the day, my cell phone rang. It was my Dad, who is nearly 87. He was calling from the reti...

Something new! This will be worth the reading. I promise.

I underestimate people. And, I do it most often to those in my own family. I was reminded of this again this weekend. Girls high school wate...

If you want to know what to get me for Christmas, this is all I really want. More on this later.

The house lights go off and the footlights come on. Even the chattiest stop chattering as they wait in darkness for the curtain to rise. In ...

Whilst in my car today in Santa Cruz (of all places!) for work, I spotted the above thought on the roadside sign of a Christian church. Oh p...

Yesterday, I am basking in the glory of the Bruin win over USC, watching college football highlights on ESPN - when I am caught unawares by ...

"All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming. " - Helen Keller "Victory belongs to the most perseverin...

Tiny Tim got new legs. The Swiss Army has more than a knife. The US Hockey team beat the Soviets. David kicked Goliath's butt, but this ...

Its time for the Big Game. But this year its not so big. And I am feeling morose. I would like to believe that the Bruins can overcome the s...

In an earlier life, I used to sing. Guess which one I am. You may not guess the female.

This morning a handful of kids stood in front of our aging urban church - in a sanctuary that shows its age, in a church torn by internal st...

Today, my family took a trip to Westwood to one of the finest universities in the land. I, on the other hand took a trip down memory lane. ...

If we are careful, we can listen and hear something important, abiding, and profoud from the past. As we rush to get the turkey in the oven,...

My friend Rob Asghar recommended this.....quite amusing. Oh, the good old days, when even agnostics were tolerant and funny.

For some time, I have wanted to find helpful material for me to process my own thinking/struggling with the Muslim world and the mess our co...

This afternoon, our family had the privilege of serving at The Lord's Lighthouse , a home-grown community service of our church. About...

There is a big college football game tomorrow. Let's just pretend this little doll is named Tommy Trojan. I confess, that when it comes ...

Today I flew to Sacramento for work; I will return home tomorrow. Today was a very full day, up at 5 AM to catch my flight, a large meeting...

Simply stated, I love Peggy Noonan . She has a way of writing that cuts to the chase with simple eloquence. She wrote for Ronald Reagan. Ne...