Tag Archives: C.S. Lewis

Good Friday is good–but it certainly isn’t safe

I have always found the terminology–really the nomenclature–of holidays to be disproportionately goofy.   At least in terms of the coolness: importance ratios. Let’s just take Halloween for instance.  Now, before I even talk about this, understand.  The minute a … Continue reading

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Canonize Chesterton? Only if I can be there!

The other day, I read this fantastic rundown of Gilbert Keith Chesterton’s writing. I was reminded yet again why I love him so much–if Mark Twain and CS Lewis fell simultaneously into a hay-bailer, you’d get GK in a tight … Continue reading

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The unknown . . .

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My favorite guitar solo of all time

Growing up in a varied and independent pentecostal/charismatic circle of spiritual youth-rearing had many cool side-effects.  Not the least of which was the ability to pursue music that was loud, melodic and passionate. At age thirteen, I bought my first … Continue reading

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And another book idea has hit me

So the other day, I was listening to a couple of morning guys in the Northern California area, Armstrong & Getty.  Being that they’re on the radio, I can never seem to mentally parse which one is saying what, but … Continue reading

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How to become a schizophrenic with one reading app

I never in my life ever expected humanity’s ever-increasing appetite for acceleration to come to the point that the very act of reading would become a veritable Asperger’s simulation chamber. But it’s happened. Don’t believe it?  Peep this app: I … Continue reading

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In which I blatantly use an accordion-player’s cheekiness for my own pathetic attempt at self-promotion.

Some thirty-five years ago, my father and I were watching some telethon in which Sammy  Davis Jr. was involved.  There he stood, in a tuxedo and hand-held mic, casually making small talk after a song.  He then mentioned that his … Continue reading

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