I wasn’t always an author, or even an editor, but I was always some kind of academic. With parents who were teachers, my mother a music teacher and my father a psychology professor, that’s not really surprising. But my interest initially was in science, so the only writing I did and was trained to do … More Becoming an Author
We have all written essays, too many essays, in high school, in college, job applications, and they were mostly terrible. At least I have great confidence that mine were. I did go to university, but not the one that required the essay. I did pass my English classes, but I did not get good grades … More On Writing Essays
I was approached to work with Ginger Nicholls on a book about her experiences as a Unification missionary in Nepal a few months ago. At first I was hesitant, not knowing what to expect and being rather ignorant about Nepal. But now I have confidence that Ginger and her husband John, who surely deserves a … More Reflections on publishing the book, “The Kalki Avatar – Tears for Nepal”
The thought “Cain was in pain!” came to me out of the blue the other day, so I took time to reflect on it. We know the story of Cain and Abel in Genesis; Cain killed Abel, the first murder and between brothers no less. Not a pretty story! So, if Cain was in pain … More Cain was in Pain!
As a Brit growing up in Scotland I was raised on tea, of course. We always had a pot of tea, not with teabags, the real loose tea leaves put directly in the pot: “One teaspoon per person and one for the pot” was the correct amount to use. You warmed the pot first while … More Tea
What is the purpose of religion? I recall as a child being told it meant to rebind (to God), or to bring back to God. That seemed to make sense since the religion I was familiar with, Protestant Christianity, was all about how sinful we were and how Jesus came to save us. We also … More What is the purpose of religion?
I had this experience several years ago but was recently reminded of it. It had been a difficult day. Instead of feeling warmth and love or even friendship towards the people I encountered, I was frustrated and basically tired of them. I felt ignored and rejected, that I had no way to communicate with them, … More An Experience of God’s Parental Heart
