My Commonplace Book

Preparing to leave for Africa, I should read happy, lighter books. Just finished Elie Wiesel’s book on the horrors of the Holocaust. I had been meaning to read it for years. Very profound and disturbing–but everyone ought to read it. Here’s a famous passage, describing the hanging of a young boy [...]

I slept restlessly last night. This morning I woke fitfully, my mind and emotions wrestling with the upcoming challenges of the day and of the week. Finally dragging myself to the coffee pot, I prepared my caffeine fix and plopped down into a chair on the porch of our Ft Collins’ apartment. [...]

I’m feeling assaulted by the news lately. Iraq seems to be in a tailspin; a North Korean playboy has a nuclear weapon; little Amish girls are molested and then shot thru the head; the AIDS pandemic continues to rob Africa of its life . . . I want to hide in my office. [...]

I’m currently in Gettysburg, not far from Lancaster–Amish Country, where a week ago evil broke out in a small schoolhouse. I wrote the following some years ago. I re-discovered it recently — partly in answer to my deep sense of loss at the evil perpetrated not far from here.
Romans 12:17-21 charges [...]