Your Last Nine Meals

There is an unsettling phrase that reads, “Civilization is never more than nine meals away from anarchy.” The Romans manifested the truth of that statement by subtly bribing a dominated culture with the basics of life to gain control and force people to play by the...

I Vote Faces

When I cast my vote, I imagine faces. I imagine the face of… a hungry child who could be helped by better social programs. a battered woman who feels unprotected and vulnerable. a person ravaged by a war of national convenience. a baby grimacing in pain during a...

Missed Opportunities in Love and Life

There are times when what appears to be a chance meeting is actually an appointment with destiny. Forty-six years ago as a twenty year-old college student, I walked across a college campus and saw my wife, Jan, for the first time. In that moment a divine connection...