My Table is Spread: If we believe Jesus rose from the dead, then we must believe in zombies. Right?
My Table Is Spread
My Table is Spread: The Tsarnaev brothers accused of the Boston bombings do not represent a certain type of people.
My Table is Spread: If we do not hold the middle, we are headed for a moral conclusion that could be tragic.
My Table is Spread: Erma Gorwoda taught her friends and family how to live; now she is teaching them how to die after a life full of love.
My Table is Spread: Jesus' birth was followed by the deaths of infant boys, deaths Jesus had to have known about.
My Table is Spread: If you want to know what it's like to be an American woman, try having surgery and parasites, then watch the envious expressions on other female faces.
My Table is Spread: Religious freedom does not mean the freedom to think, a power, one presumes, even oppressive regimes cannot hold over citizens.
My Table is Spread: Church is where we hear Lazarus’ story and its moral, that a person who can’t see those in need are not to be able to see God, either.
A man walks into a bar is the opening line of a joke. A man walks into a movie theater is the opening line of a homicide investigation.
This is the hottest summer in recorded Colorado history. There are forest fires in the mountains. There is gunfire in the city.
Our next-door neighbors built their house in 1951. Now, Bob is dead and Mildred has moved to a retirement home and the house is for sale.
Architect Elizabeth Wright Ingraham, the granddaughter of Frank Lloyd Wright, designed the house. The low wooden structure opens onto a lush, walled garden, shaded and sheltered by a large linden tree. Apricot trees are espaliered along the western bricks separating our houses.