Knowing You and Missing You

Confession time. The main overseer of the denomination in which I was brought up passed away recently.  Last night I discovered that Larry Hagman, the man who was J.R. also passed away. The death of Hagman had a bigger impact on me than the death of the overseer. Yes, I accept what a sad indictment […]

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When Do You Blow The Whistle?

One of the reasons why I love my wife is because we have conversations that can lead to blog entries. There are other reasons – she is beautiful after all – but this is a good reason for the purposes of this entry. We spoke of a hypothetical situation.  Here is the situation. Ron and […]

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Bringing Me To Tears

I wrote an email to a friend today. Back in the day I was encouraged to write letters.  It was the time when there was this thing called penpals where you could befriend people from different countries by the power of the letter.  I remember starting that. I remember not continuing it after long, because […]

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QOI: Which Church Do You Go To?

Don’t get me wrong. I love belonging. I don’t often feel I belong.  Most of the time I feel a lot of a misfit.  Whether because of me gender (true story, folks), me ethnicity (maybe it is cos I is black), me deep approach to living and other internal foibles it has always been difficult […]

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Go Compare? I Don’t Think So

For what feels like years, part of the world of television advertising has been dominated by the GoCompare campaign.  First you had the singing tenor dude doing his thing in various settings and then the company really latched onto the public sentiment by sending him up as a target figure for the millions who were […]

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More That What We Make Out

It saddens me that church life and being a Christian can be perceived as being preoccupied with a weekly meeting. It saddens me because I think this preoccupation misses the point by a significant margin. I sit in such weekly gatherings with decent people who are well meaning folks, polite and friendly enough, but who […]

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