Not my fridge. Edited and Taken from my personal journal on 2017.09.19 7:35AM Mornings – God’s Invitation to Vulnerability? This morning I yelled at Sophia for opening the fridge after I had told her not to. I apologized to her, but gave it one of my typical apologies in that...
note: This article originally appeared on the ABPNews site on June 3, 2014. Over the course of summer, I got to know many of my neighbors in the church community. Some have attended the church I serve; never darkened our doors. Regardless, I now feel more deeply connected to the community...
*A post-Easter repost that still bears my minding.* Once, when I worked at a job that had regular staff meetings that I quite abhorred, I found great and sacred solace in the profound film Office Space. How could it not provide a plethora of holy moments? Here, in this Citizen...
*Note: A similar version of this post appeared simultaneously at ABPNews Blog. Now, Now, Children On the way to school this morning, the following conversation was heard from the back seat of my vehicular transportation, upon which were seated three young ones en route to their daily training at the...
Note: With spring break looming and multiple children playing (and adults watching/helping) in the zen garden in my office, I was reminded of my tumultuous relationship with my inner critic (Little Richard, but not *that one) and sand itself.*  I’ve got this little problem that I think I hide...
A slightly different version of this article article originally appeared at The Good Men Project, (here)[http://goodmenproject.com/families/aklap92033/]. I’m reposting it today as a reminder to myself. Sometimes, I get lazy as a parent and a person, and I fail to utilize the power of story, instead relying on simple rules and...
Note: I wrote this last year after a trip home. Since then, I’ve moved to a new home in a new state. I think, more than ever, that it was good for me to reconnect with old friends. I’ve found in the past year that my life continues to be...
Note: A slightly different version of this post appeared on my old blog and at the Religious Herald during last year’s Lenten season. As I was editing and compiling a Lenten devotional for use this year, I felt that this was an appropriate share today. I’ve updated a few things...
The frost is beginning to lift from an odd winter in the South. The birds are calling from the trees out back this morning to their neighbors across the creek. Nature creates a constant chirping hum in the background as I walk my dogs. I am accustomed to electric and...
I ran across this sketch in an old journal from the past few years: I was trying to visualize the concept of the Jungian mask – the small, false self that some of us are so good at displaying to the world – and the True Self – the part...