The Most Beautiful Story I Have Ever Read

In 2014, I have read three books by Minnesotan Kent Nerburn.  I know him for his stories on Native Americans. Last week as I searched for new books for the bookstore I volunteer at, I found a book written in 1999 by Mr. Nerburn titled Make Me an Instrument of Your Peace, Living in the …

Jimmy Stewart, Beau and Heaven

Last Sunday, my friend Father Charlie gave a ‘remarkable’ homily about a ‘remarkable fellow.’  His sermon was grounded in the 1927 silent film “7th Heaven.”  I did my research and found “7th Heaven” on YouTube.  I learned that there is a 1937 remake with Jimmy Stewart.  Both versions are available on YouTube. Last night, Mrs. …

Jesus and the Disinherited

I never knew who Howard Thurman was until January 2014.  I know it was in January because that is when I posted “A Place for Angels,” a post about Howard Thurman that was well received.  I believe in angels just like I believe dog is man’s best friend.  That’s reality. I finished Thurman’s book Jesus …

The Christmas Story

It is my Christmas ritual to share this piece every year.  Maybe you can read it to a child… maybe you will just read it to yourself.  I hope you read it, enjoy it and find value in it … Most people — certainly those younger than 60 — may only know “Ben-Hur” as a …

Thanksgiving

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day, a day which was first declared a federal holiday in 1863 in the midst of the War Between the States by President Abraham Lincoln.  It pains me to think that 150 years later, it is more often referred to as the day before black Friday. The year has been a challenging …

Uncivilized

Galena, Alaska sits on the north bank of the Yukon River on the 64th N parallel, just two parallels shy of the Arctic Circle.  Flying out of Galena’s now inactive Air Station in the summer of 1973 in my T-33, I once saw the sun set and rise within a 15-minute stretch.  As I climbed …

A Reflection on Pope Francis

I made my first trip to Argentina in 1990.  Although I took one year of Spanish in college in 1967, I was far from fluent, so I carried a small pocket dictionary.  After a 15-hour flight from St. Louis through Miami, my clothes were quite wrinkled.  The first word I learned from that dictionary was …

Mitakuye Oyasin

Mrs. tVM and I have the granddaughters — 2 and 5 — here this week until Saturday. This afternoon, young Xylia, 5-years-old said, “Dziadek — she calls me ‘Dziadek’ which is Grandfather in Polish — I think there is a hummingbird in the pool.”  Sure enough, the gentle soul floated lifelessly on the surface. I …

Martin Sheen: A Hero who Broke Through

Yesterday morning as I waited in the foyer of an assisted living facility, I glanced at a basket filled with old magazines.  The magazine on top of the pile was the AARP magazine.  I am not an “AARP guy,” but the cover picture was a picture of a smiling Ramón Antonio Gerardo Estévez, better known …

The First Stone

Early in the week, I read an interesting piece on the Spirituality and Practice website entitled, “The First Stone or Hypocrite Stone.”  It is an unique practice presented by Tom Cowan.  I do not know Tom Cowan, but his suggestion makes perfect sense to me… “… carry a small stone in your pocket or purse …