spiritual life

Nothing but grace between the mugger and me

About 10 a.m. last Tuesday, I walked out of a magazine office in a nice section of a nice city and found myself in the middle of a mugging. Literally. Impressive. But, God's armor is more so. The mugger briefly focused her attention on me. But, within seconds, an elderly woman was down in the… Continue reading Nothing but grace between the mugger and me

spiritual life, writing

In defense of small and quirky

"A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of." Ogden Nash, American poet I once knew a couple who were clever in ways that made their very presence a delight -- even if their skills didn't bring much cash to their bank accounts. They milked a small herd of goats to… Continue reading In defense of small and quirky