So I’m in Pasadena right now, sort of over-planning a 40th year high school reunion, and I got to wondering about the human need to party. I’m in the celebration business, more or less all the time. We call it “Riley’s Farm,” but it’s a bit more like Bing Crosby’s “Holiday Inn” — one seasonal..
A lot of folks don’t fight, because nothing excites them. Jesus could marvel at a lily, or a sparrow, or the innocence of a child. He could turn water into wine. He could weep at the death of a friend, because life was so bitterly beautiful its loss even touched Him. He could describe a..