General Vandegrift was a feisty old man who at one time could demand as much respect as his Army counterpart and close friend General Eisenhower, They had been boyhood buddies and had decided their roles in history long before anyone even knew their names. When I met him however he was bedridden and blind and…

How does one begin to write the final chapter of their Life, knowing that the last two words, THE END, will be added by someone other than themselves?  I have escaped the scythe of the Grim Reaper on so many occasions, in previous chapters of my Life, and it would be nice to think I…

The Answer is not a Word or a Phrase, It cannot be found in Worship or Praise, The Answer is not in the things that you do, To put it quite simply the Answer is YOU! For years one of my favorite songs was ‘Jesus is the Answer’ and I sang it from the bottom…

“There is a Wine that flows from the Vineyards of the Lord, Its sweetness aged in jars of clay Its price none can afford.  And wise men say that he who tastes It’s sweetness on his tongue, Will understand the Mind of God and evil overcome.”  With tear-filled eyes, a dying father passed these words on to…

I have lived an interesting and adventurous Life, full of wonderful joyous occasions but also times of great despair and sadness. I have taken chances and put myself in harm’s way far too often, however, because of luck, destiny, or karma, I somehow managed to make it to an old age. As I look back,…

I have run into many important religious men and women on my Journey through Life who, by the world’s standards, were way ahead of me intellectually and who, because of the pedestals society has put them on, stood head and shoulders above me… but like most of us, none of them have been able to…

Humiliation is a price too great to pay for many who, after spending a lifetime defending lies, begin to realize the Truth. My father was a religious man for the better part of his life and to the best of my knowledge he was a good one… although I suspect there were some skeletons in…

Twenty-eight years ago  I was in Olancho, Honduras, running a small clinic in the village of Yocon, I had been there for twelve years and was living rather comfortably, even though it was quite far off the beaten path and not the safest  place to be. Gun and machete  wounds were common  injuries that showed…

I have always been intrigued by the story of the Good Samaritan… but like many of the parables I was told in Sunday School, it didn’t go far enough, for we were never told how the story ended. The intended lesson was obvious, we are to help all who are in need, but to what…