A Gentle Buzzing

As I write this, I am in a hotel room north of New Orleans grabbing a few hours of down time between ministry sessions.  My host church has put me up in a nice hotel where I can relax, think and write.  The first thing I do when I travel and enter an...

A Tempered Passion

As a young man, I trained in several forms of martial arts. My last sensei (teacher) was a man we respectfully called, “Sensei Montero”. He was a humble man who carried advanced black belt degrees in several different fighting styles.  He was what some would...