“I’ve just seen Jesus,” I whispered as I gazed into his face. No, I was not in a deep meditative trance; I was not half-awake at an Easter sunrise service. I was watching television: the History Channel has produced a wonderfully intriguing program, “The Real Face of Jesus,” a two hour documentary featuring the work …
Where were you when you first recognized you were getting older? We remember where we were for other significant moments, don’t we? I remember, for instance, where I was when I learned that President Kennedy has been assassinated: Ms. Speck’s second grade class room at Washington Elementary School, Altus, Oklahoma. I recall where I was …
“A picture is worth a thousand words,” so the saying goes, and I might add, “It lasts forever when it’s on the internet.” I have no idea if Rielle Hunter or the eighth grade girl whose boyfriend allegedly sold the nude pictures of herself she sexted (sending sexually explicit messages or photos by mobile phones) …
Life without Lyrics All I needed were the lyrics to go with the title of my country music song. I am not a country music song writer; I have no illusions of being one; and I definitely have no musical talent. Although I’ve never been a fan of the music itself, for years I’ve been …
Life after Suicide Neither of my high school friends let me in on their secret: they planned to commit suicide. They succeeded. Not at the same time. And by then we were miles and years apart. But it still shook me to the core when I heard the news. “Death by suicide.” My friends, they …