He Took Action

I’m sitting in a small but modern library in a town outside Aspen, Colorado.  There is one glorious arm chair facing a four by four by four foot solid block of white marble which I have claimed as my own.  There seems to be an abundance of marble here as there are...

My mother drew her first nude at an art class in Pratt Art Institute in New York when she was 17 years old.  It is a three quarters view of a woman leaning over to dry her knee, perhaps after a bath.  It is almost Grecian in its perfection of form.  I had it framed and look at it...

He Had Internal Anchors

Sometimes I feel sorry for celebrities. Despite all the glitz and glamour of their lives they are really prisoners in a gilded cage.  Think about it.  They can’t just go to the grocery store without some paparazzi capturing them or being described in...

He Saw Everything as Being Alive
By Laurie Beth Jones

There is not only spring in the air, there seems to be a spring in everyone’s step that I see in San Diego.  COVID case numbers here are dropping.  And days like today, for example, are dripping with sunshine and possibility....

He Touched the Fragile Things

One of my favorite qualities about Jesus was how he would notice a baby bird that had fallen out of its nest, or point out the lilies of the valleys swaying in the field.  He said God knows even how many hairs an old man has on his head.  He would so often...

Jesus knew that big moments are born from little ones.  A loaf of bread freely given by a little boy could turn into food for thousands.  A thought nurtured in the heart can spill out and bring healing for others.  Jesus taught and showed us that every word is a seed.  And...

He Rose Above It All

Mud wrestling has become a national sport.  In politics.  In social media.  In some of what is called journalism.  There is something in us that requires just a few words to want to drop somebody into the mud and wrestle them to the ground....