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The Ways We Manage Reality

By the time he left elementary school, two significant life-defining patterns emerged in my brother Merle’s life. Television became his best friend. They were inseparable. All his responses – la...

Mom, Depression and Blame

I was probably well into my forties before I really understood that my mother never really recovered from my birth. Now the diagnosis would be relatively simple and immediate – post-partum depre...
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How Can I Trust Again?

Early in my career as a minister I had a call from a member requesting a meeting. I remember him sitting in the little office, moving his hat around in his hands. He was there to confess that he had b...
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The Place Jesus was Born

FaceTime is the medium through which we are saying good-bye to some of the grandkids. “Do you know where Papa and I are going” asks Grandma. “To the place Jesus was born” comes the answer. For some re...