I was hiking a week before my birthday and as I stumped along I regretted that I was a year older. That hasn’t happened before; I have laughed at people who are bothered by their birthdays. What difference does it make? Closer to being dead; so much the better. It wasn’t the death ahead that bothered me, though; it was Read More

That’s it. R. C. Sproul is officially not a philosopher. He continues to demonstrate an inability to understand what other people are saying just because he doesn’t agree with it. In Sproul’s rendition, Immanuel Kant taught that knowledge comes from experiences and experiences come through our senses, so that our knowledge is limited by what our senses are capable of. Read More

“This card was declined.” He said it quietly, professionally, his tone a mixture of sympathy and inquiry, inquiry to suggest the face-saving possibility that there was some mistake and sympathy because we both know there wasn’t. It’s not the first time I’ve heard this. I have never been truly financially straightened, but from some muddled circumstances I was not perceptive Read More

It’s happening. The enemy is getting in the back gate. From the day I set foot out of my parent’s house I have been telling myself to remember my priorities in life; not to get caught up in things that don’t matter when they are over. Remember to do the things you be pleased that you did later, when the Read More