Locked in Fear

I grew up in the capital city. I was raised to be cautious. When I was on the bus, I would hold my purse. When I went somewhere by car, I would make sure not to leave anything in the car and of course, I would always lock it. The same at home, especially in the...

Palm Sunday Reflections

A lot of times we seem to have this grand image of Jesus that, dare I say, borderline romanticizes his actual existence. Don’t believe me, just look at some of the paintings! Jesus is blonde with blue eyes! Nope! I’m fairly confident that a 1st century Jew would have...

This “Born Again” Business

I remember some of my childhood experiences at Christian Camp. My sister and I, we would always go together and by the time the ten days were over, we were pretty much friends with everyone, kids and counselors alike. We swore to each other that we would meet again...

Putting it all together

You know what, I’ve never like puzzles.  I don’t really know why either.  I don’t know if it was the fact of how much time and cranial energy went into their assembly or the fact that whatever surface I was assembling it on needed to be used for its intended purpose –...

“Are You Dying to Live?”

It’s not that long ago that the above title caught my attention. I was working on my sermon research and this question, in particular, sparked my interest. You guys, I’m dying for the weekend to get here. I’m dying for spring to finally arrive. I’m dying to fly to...

Desensitized

In high school I took a class as a freshman called economics – or something of the like.  One word that stuck from Mr. Dawgert and his thick Queens accent was desensitized.  If I didn’t learn anything else from that class other than that word, he taught me...