Nothing under the tree is Christmas. Let me explain.
Critics and defenders of the harsh interrogation methods applied to captured terrorists can argue forever over whether those methods were “torture.”
Last week, the Obama administration announced new curbs on racial profiling by federal law enforcement. Before deciding whether this is good or bad policy, we might try to develop a description/definition of racial profiling or any other kind of profiling.
You may be surprised to learn that people sometimes disagree with me. You may be equally surprised that sometimes I see their point in the disagreement. Sometimes I agree with that disagreement.
One Utah mother got so fed up with her three boys’ sense of entitlement, self-centeredness and poor attitude that she cancelled their Christmas this year.
This week is the 75th anniversary of the movie “Gone With The Wind.” The book was released in May, 1936 to Book Club members and in June, 1936, to the general public. It was the middle of the Depression and $3.00 for a book was a bit pricey.
Finally, I finished all my Christmas cards! This year I sent out about 250 cards to members of my family, my church family, clergy in the diocese, and several military chaplains — oh, and several friends and other clergy colleagues.
Ask any parent. There’s just about nothing better than watching a child’s face on Christmas morning.
Parents, awakened early, are dragged out of bed and pulled down hallways by children excited to see if Santa actually stopped by their house during the night.
I have read in newspapers and watched TV talking heads make one plea after another for a conversation on race. Another one? Well, no thanks. I am a bit weary of “reform” quests built on the foundation of deception and denial.
The fiasco of “Rolling Stone” magazine’s apology for an unsubstantiated claim of gang rape at a University of Virginia fraternity house — and the instant rush to judgment of the university administration in shutting down all fraternities, when those charges were made — should warn us about the da
Like two predatory animals circling each other, Republicans and Democrats are trying to sort out the meaning of last month’s election and plan strategies for the remaining days of the current Congress and the new one in which Republicans will hold majorities in both houses.
Sometimes, I look across our yard and sigh somewhat woefully, “Too much of that stubborn red Georgia clay shines through.” I think, “Oh, one day ...”
Christmas is so full of wonder, meaning and tradition. But, where did all these things that we now call “Christmas” come from? I turned to one of my favorite websites, crosswalk.com, and found a good bit of information on this topic. I’ll share some of it with you here.
I first saw the ocean when I was 19 years old. I was a young Marine Corps private stationed at a military base in Virginia and, one weekend, several of us ventured to Virginia Beach.