Dost thou ever feel thus toward thy neighbour—“Yes, of course, every man is my brother; but how can I be a brother to...
The Weight of Glory and Other Addresses by C. S. Lewis (Macmillan Books, 1980; talks originally given from the 1930s through...
I fell in love with Penzeys Spices the first time I walked into their Pittsburgh store, many years and ten grandchildren ago. What an...
This blog is my storehouse for a good deal of miscellany, since combined with Google's search capabilities, it's a good way to find...
I respect doctors, and am grateful for their skills, knowledge, and compassion. But that respect and gratitude are much the same as my...
Here are four poems that struck me in particular from a book of C. S. Lewis' collected poems. Irresponsible actions have...
It's 43 degrees in Central Florida today, a fitting reminder of thirty-three years ago when it was below freezing and we chose to watch...
One key to holding on to our sanity is realizing that it is in the interest of so many others to keep us in a state of fear. Fearful...
I need to read Flannery O'Connor. I've been more than intimidated by the 617-page copy of The Habit of Being that is sitting on...
We did it. We took the title away from Harrison County, Mississippi. Our very own Seminole County was the #1 spot for lightning...
I'd say the President and the Speaker of the House are acting like two-year-olds, but I have more respect for two-year-olds than that....
Go Wild: Free Your Body and Mind from the Afflictions of Civilization by John J. Ratey and Richard manning (Little, Brown and...
I laughed, I cried, I groaned, I was on the edge of my seat till the very end! A romance novel? An thriller? Murder mystery?...
The Problem of Pain by C. S. Lewis (Simon & Schuster, 1986; originally published 1940) This is not a review, but a...
[The preacher] began to discover one peculiar advantage belonging to the little open chamber of the pulpit—open not only or...
My brother used to tell me that drinking orange juice was no better than drinking Coke, as it was no better than sweetened water....
The year of 2018 may stand as the one in which I read the most books ever. Records were made to be broken, of course, but this year's...
George MacDonald, from a sermon preached at the Christ Church, Addiscombe. Proving the Unseen , chapter 8: "Growth in Grace...
By the title above I do not mean that I am remembering C. S. Lewis. I'm sharing from pp. 42-43 of Walter Hooper's book, C. S....
Rather than spending Christmas Eve writing the same sentiments in a different way, I'm making a few modifications to my Christmas post...
For the last Sunday of Advent, a somber note. Sixteen Christmases ago, while the world was singing blithely of joyous birth, we were...
What do the trees know? The acorn harvest has been absolutely spectacular this year. The onslaught began in September and even now...
As usual, when I make a longish comment on a Facebook meme, I hate to waste it, but use it here as well. This one struck a nerve....
I almost cried in church today. Instead, I fist-bumped Porter. We are learning more and more about our new rector. I don't expect...
It was a grandmother moment. I woke up today to this report from six-year-old Vivienne: I get to open the Advent calendar! ...