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 struggle over the past two years; now making its way toward an uncertain future. People trickled in, a bit late on the Sunday of a long holiday … Continue reading Just Another Song, Just Another Old Church?

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.It has been 26 years since I trod the hills of Westwood. Down Bruin walk at 7 AM for a calculus class, back up in the afternoon to … Continue reading Who Needs the Bling? Bruin Women Volleyball!

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, greet the guests from near and far, and settle in around the table, we need to take a minute to remember.Remember where we came from.For the past 45 … Continue reading This Fair Land

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 country finds itself in these days.I have found help from someone I trust. My friend Julie has a post on an important voice in Islam who brings a form of … Continue reading Miscellaneous Items; Fundamentalists and Failures

This afternoon, our family had the privilege of serving at The Lord's Lighthouse, a home-grown community service of our church.About 300 people; some homeless, some down on their luck, some chronically mentally ill, all from the streets of Hollywood, were served today. This happens every Sunday, all year long. The memory I take away from … Continue reading Thanksgiving Prayer a Bit Early

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 to anything Troy, I have a heart of darkness. Mea Culpa.

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 at 10 AM on a complex government property, and off to look at other commercial sites around the city until the sun went down. I have … Continue reading Stopping a Moment from the Rush

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. Need I say more?She has just written a piece for the Wall Street Journal that resonates with me completely. Go here to read it, I am not sure how much … Continue reading Concession Stands and the New Congress