palindrome whispers.

Wanna learn something new and practically useless? Of course you do. That’s why you google so often.  So here’s goes: The longest palindrome is tattarrattat. Don’t know what a palindrome is, please google. No, I did not make that word up. Please google to double-check. Tattarrattat is onomatopoeic (now you’re googling something else), and it  means knock on the door. It was coined back in 1922. { read more… }

what couch cushions can teach us about prayer.

We currently do not own a couch, so I feel a tad bit deceitful with this title. And since it’s completely my fault we are couchless because I gave away a perfectly good leather couch so I could have a trendy new white couch… and despite all the best promises of the salesperson, said new white couch stayed white exactly two days, after { read more… }


“You’re going to feel like hell someday if you don’t tell your story.” As a general rule, I don’t use profanity. Please don’t read any smugness into that statement, as I fight a sharp tongue, sarcasm, and all sorts of other trash talk on a regular basis. I keep Psalm 141:3 on repeat in my prayers as both confession and petition. I do; however, tend to avoid most { read more… }

the Lord’s Supper with a prison spoon.

I had the Lord’s Supper twice on Christmas Eve: One was at an evening church service; the other was lunch at the Hilltop Women’s Prison Unit. One consisted of Broadman’s Traditional Unleavened Bread and grape juice; the other was tamales made out of Doritos, spam, and summer sausage and a Coke Zero. One was served by an ordained pastor and deacons in our church; { read more… }