The Broken Coffee Cup - Part 3 – Politics, Idolatry, Pandemic, Second Great Commandment, Theology Mantras. As I began to prepare to compose and write this last part of the Broken Coffee Cup series - now on the spiritually damaging and distorting effects upon the congregation of the deepening and...
The Broken Coffee Cup – I Freely Confess I Broke the Coffee Cup, but I Did Not Break the Fellowship Among my Friends Nor Within the Church I Left – Part 2 – I Did Not Leave My Friends
The Broken Coffee Cup - Part 2 – I Did Not Leave My Friends This series continues to be difficult to write, being “professional” but, at the same time now, conveying emotional and spiritually deep burdens and concerns. For now, I am trying to reply to or answer – as best as they can be...
The Broken Coffee Cup – I Freely Confess I Broke the Coffee Cup, but I Did Not Break the Fellowship Among My Friends Nor Within the Church I Left – Part 1 – A Year & a Half Since I Withdrew My Membership
The Broken Coffee Cup - Part 1 – A Year & a Half Since I Withdrew My Membership As a writer, I use my website for many purposes. I write for numerous reasons, on multiple different issues and subjects, and in a variety of genres. And, besides for myself, I write only for one other...
A Grandson in the Late Winter Afternoon – A Musing on Art
…and for me, art, like writing, is a way of seeing, a developed and infinitely blessed way of life. For here in this photo, there are random yet innately structured fields of color, light yellow, dark brown, and grays punctuated by one small patch of electrical white. And the flesh...
Email Postcard Story – One of Many Ruins of Abbeys and Castles that Dot the Welsh Countryside.
One of Many Ruins of Abbeys …and forever, it seemed, he always felt a touch of melancholy in the late afternoon and early evening, perhaps always regretting the waning of the light, of the golden light of the lowering sun, a fading that reminded his mind and heart over and over, that the day, that...
An Informal Book Review: I Only Wanted to Live – The Struggle of a Boy to Survive the Holocaust – Arie Tamir – eBookPro Publishing – 2019
I Only Wanted to Live I have read many books on the Holocaust, but this book is unique and important in many ways. Written a few years ago entirely by the author, now in his eighties, the book is based on his memories of the Holocaust as a boy between the ages of about seven through...
Clouds High in the Sky Glowing in the Light of the Lowering Sun Beyond the Tip of the Wing of the Jet and the Reach of My Fingers, but Not My Soul – A Musing on Art
At times, beauty comes upon us suddenly and without fanfare or warning, and in the moment when beauty is revealed, it is only eyes open and prepared, by whatever means, that will behold or even just glimpse the wondrous revelation, however quick and transitory the images and times of beauty in...
A Tale of Two Signs, of Two Minds and Hearts, of Two Paths & Perhaps a Cautionary Tale
A Tale of Two Signs, of Two Minds and Hearts, of Two Paths & Perhaps a Cautionary Tale *** One afternoon some months ago, I took my weekly extended walk, a path of about three and half miles, and as I traveled through my neighborhood and wended my way through the side streets and cul-de-sacs,...





