Grace & Poetry
You need to know how God-infused this journey has been. I arrived at WAMU station early. We actually went to the wrong floor but some British chap noticed how lost we looked and offered to escort us...
View ArticleThis one is for you, Katie Couric
I heard the story first from Loretta. She’s the gal that invited me to Cullman, Alabama. You may remember Cullman from the headline stories last year. A tornado cut a swath through town. Jimmy, who...
View ArticleFifty Shades of Grey: Masturbation of the Mind
The young prosecuting attorney called me into his office. “Take a look at these,” he said, handing me a stack of photos. We’d just left the courtroom where a sex offender was given less than five years...
View ArticleTwo Sides of Creation
This is the place where my mother creates. Had she been born to another time and place, my mother would likely have made her living as an artist. But circumstances and three children and a dead...
View ArticleDawn of a New Birthday
The dawn of this day began with a flight west. Headed home. Home used to be the place where my mother lived, but that was decades ago. Before she up and moved off West. She was trying to stay a...
View ArticleDolly Parton Reads Michael Morris: Book Giveaway
Lucky winners of last week’s giveaway should be receiving their books in the mail any day now, and you know what that means? Yes, that’s right. You have a better chance of winning the next book,...
View ArticleBeloved Brothers
I have long recognized that crossing over a border, be it between Georgia and Florida, or Germany and Switzerland, meant that I was going to happen up a people of a different sort. While it is true...
View ArticleTribe of Blood Kin
“I sustain myself with the love of family.” ― Maya Angelou They told him he has six months to live. With or without the treatment. So my cousin Roger stopped chemo cold turkey, decided that he wanted...
View ArticleA Day at Stone Bridge Farms
“Looking back, I love the South so much, even though there was a time when I didn’t feel so proud of being from there. The sense of community there is unheard of in this day and age. The idea that it...
View ArticleMLK & Sudan’s Human Rights Disaster
“Our Father who art in Heaven,” I prayed, even as a little boy in Sudan, “hallowed be thy name.” I was baptized as a child and learned about God and his will and his Kingdom in Catholic schools....
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