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Yesterday I went to an exhibition of America's most prominent living painter, Andrew Wyeth. He has spent much of his life in Maine and his paintings r...
On a scale of 1 to 10, when asked, "How do you feel about yourself?" People answered an average of 2.7! What is really sad in this hectic non-affirmin...
The natural state of things is to move toward chaos. That's entropy. Periodically in our house, my grip on the order of things begins to slip. Take th...
Karen and I watched "Born Into Brothels" last night, a documentary about the children of Indian prostitutes. The 60 million prostitutes in India have ...
One danger in writing these daily blogs is that it is easy to take pot shots at people. But how do you do that if you realize that you're pretty messe...
I didn’t mention in yesterday’s blog that Mark’s relatives who were having the abortion weren’t Christians. Kevin Rubottom wrote a blog commen...
Abortion as a national discussion is too often abstract and polemical. Yesterday a life was saved in Los Angeles – that is real. When my coworker Ma...
My blog about jousting with my daughter's suitors prompted some valid concern by readers. "Are you being over-protective?" they ask. It's appropriat...
My beautiful wife Karen says, “My whole life is a romance. But not everybody has that. You used to like Valentine’s Day until I helped you see all...
One of our four daughters interrupted our fitful sleep last night to ask for prayer. I don't know what you guys out there who don't put much stock in ...
