the sojourner

My earliest memory is a murder.
In was the death of my turtle.
He was purchased from the local Woolworth on the corner of Pacific Blvd. and Zoe Avenue in Huntington Park, CA a suburb of Los Angeles, where I grew up. Woolworth was the strange mix of urban bazaar and zoo. I can recall the smell […]

Your Life from 7 P.M. to 8 A.M.
The end is near.
Over the past few weeks we have been considering a life of power and influence for the follower of Jesus.
I wish to thank those who have participated in this conversation and a special thanks to those who have disagreed. Your comments sharpen our thinking. Keep […]