..you let me know everything’s all right There are a few strange mornings where I’ll hear some horribly random, distinctly amelodic pass-code style loop rattling through my consciousness, but this wasn’t one of them. I got lucky, in succession: BJ Thomas’ “Hooked on a Feeling,” and then Handel’s “For Unto Us a Child is Born.” The picture..
Easter, Roundabout In a few weeks, Lord willing, my wife and I will take a first class vacation across the country in celebration of being married thirty years. I look forward to this, inordinately, in much the same way I looked forward to school starting in the fifth grade, and the yearly ritual of new..
“..come together again so that Satan will not tempt you because of your lack of self-control…” I’m blessed not only with a good wife, who has abiding contempt for feminism, but lots of female friends who hold toxic man-hatred in contempt as well. This is more or less a planned reality on my part, because..
Are we even allowed to love plant managers? I’ve written about this before, but during a conversation the other day about the role of sex in redemptive films, I thought of another way of illustrating it. Picture a father and his adult son pondering a serving of Atlantic lobster in a fine restaurant: Son: Drawn..
More on Hefner & Church Chest Pounding There have been a few reactions, and some big-ministry commentary I found interesting in the wake of Hugh Hefner’s death, so for those of you who have sex all figured out, this might be self-evident, but I’m guessing that Margaret Meade neurosis-free sexuality is just as much in..
We get to see so many couples here, and families, and we may never get the story of their lives beyond what we see, but at the Big Band Dance last night.. ..one beautiful mother was trying her best to allow her two little boys and her little girl dance with her. They all desperately..
I suppose I should feel sorry for the poor, lithe beautiful kids who perform the aerial ballet at Cirque Du Soleil’s “Love.” Billed as a tribute to the music of the Beatles at the Mirage in Las Vegas, someone is using these performers as flesh props in a kind of black mass. It felt so..
In 1961, John Cheever wrote a hilarious, and sad, story called “The Chimera,” about a dutiful husband who made his wife breakfast in bed every morning. However well executed the meal, she had something to complain about. After setting down her breakfast one morning, she blurts out words to this effect,”how long must I put..
Can we really build the Kingdom of Heaven with men so bloodless they have never desired a woman? If denying ourselves for Christ were as simple as embarking on a starvation diet, the Kingdom would be built by a legion of ecstatic virgins, stammering repentance as their flesh failed them. Sleepless, sexless, bloodless, without limbs..
Disclaimer/Warning: I write about sex because I’ve found very few people write or talk about it with much honesty. If the topic makes you uncomfortable, go somewhere else. This won’t be titillating, but I try to make it honest. Consider the terms: “angelic temptress,” “holy playmate,” “virtuous sex kitten.” Can there be such a thing?..
