A big, global thanks to all of you who took a minute to reply to our recent “Hey! Where You At?” post. After a record 290 replies as of 7:00AM on November 1, I thought I’d take moment to compile some results.
First, as best as I can tell, for around 125 of you, this was your first time [...]
The Last of a Generation, Part 1 – Landing
The Last of a Generation, Part 2 – Ground Transportation
The cornerstone by the entrance to the church in Metuchen, New Jersey, where we’re holding Nana’s memorial service reads, “1717.”
Think about that.
“What am I,” I wonder as I cross the threshold, “the millionth person to enter this building?” [...]
NORTH AMERICAN UPDATE: At close to 250 responses already, I’m wondering where the good people of Alaska, Connecticut, Deleware, Hawaii, Maryland, Montana, Neveda, both Dakotas Rhode Island, Utah and Wyoming are.
And Canada, I know where you are, but… where are you? Alberta, Manitoba and Ontario have thrown out a wave, but what about the [...]
“The Last of a Generation- Part 1, Landing”
“The Last of a Generation- Part 3, Departure”
“You’re the boss, Boss,” Desmond the Concierge said when I asked if I could leave my bags with him at the hotel and pick them up later. Mom and I were headed into the city for the day and wouldn’t be [...]
“The Last of a Generation-Part 2, Ground Transportation”
“The Last of a Generation-Part 3, Departure”
The tires under the right wing touched the ground for a split second before a gust of wind thrust us back up into the turbulence.
Manhattan lay to my left, Newark to my right.
Another rush of pressure pushed us back down to the [...]
Hey, Rabbit Room. It’s been a while since I’ve posted here, but wanted to take a moment to highlight a new development in the cybersphere. Earlier this year Andrew Peterson posted about ten of my sermons from an Easter series I was preaching, and I got a few questions asking if we had the rest [...]
Vincent van Gogh put the barrel of his pistol to his chest and pulled the trigger. Earnest Hemingway, three weeks shy of his 62nd birthday, used a shotgun and aimed about a foot higher. Heroine and cocaine took Belushi and Farley. It appears, at least in part, that small armies of sycophants with the power to prescribe [...]
Back, back, back. Back before the compact disc, back before the personal computer, back before the existence of the mini-van, there was a public library in Tipton, Indiana with a brand new laser disk player, complete with about seven film choices.
In my mesh football jersey and yellow swimming trunks, bike resting unlocked in the rack [...]
I grew up in rural Indiana, in a small town where the only kids around who had long hair usually had reputations as trouble-makers as well. And there weren’t many of them. Back in Jr. High I decided I wanted to play electric guitar, and found inspiration from the glam metal bands popular at the [...]
My work as a pastor has me dealing a lot right now with the chronology and sequence of the last days and even hours of Jesus’ earthly ministry prior to His death. I put the following image together based on my best analysis and synthesis of the four Gospel narratives’ treatment of Good Friday. The information in this [...]
“Pontius Pilate sought to release Jesus.” —John 19:12
Think about that for a second.It has been years since I observed a proper Lenten Season. But the activities in New Orleans on the news are telling me Lent has begun. Lent, this year, converges with a sermon series I’m working on dealing with the final week of Jesus’ life. [...]
With Valentine’s Day upon us, I thought Andy Gullahorn’s song “Give it Time” would be a fitting “Song of the Day.” This song is wise, and I think rare, because it touches on the wonder and beauty of love that is tended to over time. Songs about love bowling you over and filling you up [...]
Remember the movie “Big Fish” from 2003? I recall sitting in my living room as the credits rolled, being struck by a thought I had never considered: my mom and dad had lives before I was born that were rich, complex and virtually unknown to me except for some basic details like where they lived, went to [...]
A few weeks back I wrote a piece on the discipline of brevity, and it was a ton of fun to hear your responses. So today I’m sitting here tucked away in the corner of a coffee shop with free wi-fi, thinking about 2008, and wanted to bring an exercise to the Rabbit Room table. What would it [...]
“A mistake constantly made by those who should know better is to judge people of the past by our standards rather than their own. The only way men or women can be judged is against the canvas of their own time.” –Louis L’Amour
I don’t know what exactly happened to good old-fashioned Westerns, or why over the past 20 years they have been seen as somehow less erudite than the other tales we tell. Maybe it’s because the stories are so familiar, even predictable. Maybe it’s because the answers they give are too easy, what with the white hats and the black hats. Maybe its because we don’t believe life could be as simple as all that.
But what if things were just that simple? What if we insist on complicating things that really aren’t that complicated? What if this life was something where a good horse, being able to tell right from wrong, knowledge of where a man could find fresh water and how to handle yourself in a fight were among the most important things you could know, and you took everything else as it came? Is there such a story to tell anymore?
How many stories are there to tell, really? Sure, I know the details change, as do the characters, places, customs and all. But in the end, are they really all that different from each other?