
Some will remember that “Hot August Night” when Neil Diamond stepped out onto the stage. The orchestra began with a winsome prelude that slowly crescendoed to a pulsing beat. Then began the first strains of that ballad that so aptly…
Read MoreMy first parish assignment at a little town in the upper Mojave Dessert. There I met a number of wonderful, faithful Christians. Yes, the town was little. My wife would have said infinitesimal. When we first arrived to be interviewed,…
Read MoreOver fifty years ago I distinctly remember being lined up with a bunch of other guys in a dingy, depressing room, downtown L.A., and raising my right hand and swearing to protect and defend the Constitution of the United States. …
Read MoreFired Up. Ready to Go. Four bishops gathered over the five days of the Annual Conference of the United Methodist Church in Southern California. From various local denominations, Episcopal, Roman Catholic and African Methodist Episcopal churches, they were invited to…
Read MoreWell, You Didn’t Get it Here! George Regas is fond of telling the story of a man who, one Sunday, wanders into a large, cavernous Episcopal sanctuary. Think of the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C. You’ve seen it. It is…
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