My spirit flags when darkness falls. Every evening I feel it, that creeping desperation slowly and inexorably invading my soul. Like death.... This is true, at the last, Death meets us all.Read More
“HOME” SMELLS LIKE DIESEL FUEL. It’s the smell of my father walking by my room in the dark hours of the morning, after being gone for days to run trains for the Santa Fe Railroad Company.Read More
I don’t need you.
It must be kind of thrilling to have everyone twittering like schoolgirls about how to make you like me. It must make you feel like you are the most significant, most misunderstood, most exciting generation to have ever lived.
But you aren’tRead More
The L.A. Public School district has wasted $1.3 billion of tax-payers' money on a failded experiment on children. Now they're set to spend $40 million more to do keep doing it. Why are we trusting our children to these idiots?Read More
"This notion that grace is healing omits the fact that before it heals, it cuts with the sword Christ said He came to bring." - Flannery O'Connor
Does grace hurt? Is it mean? Yes, but only because Jesus must break us before we can accept it. Like a wise surgeon, Jesus cuts—often very deeply—before he heals. The log must be removed from our eye before we can see his goodness.Read More