Mass graves and such...

How will I die? Would I give my life for a just cause? What if I commit to the wrong cause? I don't want to die just for no good reason at all!

And yet, many millions have died uncounted, unnoticed, in ways that seem perfectly senseless.

"Plastic flowers mark a section of the MASS GRAVES at Sandarmokh, Russia, where thousands of Solovki prisoners were killed and buried. A forest was planted on top of them in hopes that no one would ever find the graves."

And a bit further into the article: "...it became the prototype for the brutal labor camp system to come."

During Stalin's reign of terror, a disillusioned ARTHUR KOESTLER wrote "Darkness at Noon", to preserve the memory of friends who had perished in the insanity.

The story of Eusebius Valdemar Deeptrench III...

A previously unknown species of snailfish was discovered in October in the Peru-Chile Trench at the insane depth of 7000 mt (22,965 ft)! The NatGeo article equates the pressure at that depth with 1600 elephants standing on the roof of a Mini-Cooper. No one thought that there would be a living creature that far down.

I had the opportunity to interview a member of this unique tribe of snailfish. It wasn't easy. They have been minding their own business down there since forever. After some small talk about how it felt to be "discovered", he fell into sharing the sad story of his son, Eusebius Valdemar Deeptrench III.

Channels only...

Why symmetrical blogs in English and Spanish?” (PART II)

They are a tool that I think God uses to protect me.

Being able to project one message in two languages directed at people in two different countries is a healthy way to evaluate my overall perspective.

As I put the final touches on a blog entry, I re-read it with this in mind: if an entry seems more relevant to one audience than to the other, than it probably needs work before publishing it anywhere.

We are -at least in theory- heralds of a message of univeral import based on absolute truth.

Why symmetrical blogs in English & Spanish?

BECAUSE I CAN!!!

(Tarzan syndrome... enter Greg, jumping up and down on the kitchen table, beating his chest, and letting rip his best Johnny Weismuller yell.)

Spanish for me is an acquired ability; knew nary a word of it before 1977; I was 27 years old. It is something that I am comfortable with now because I have been living in the language pretty much all of the time since then. Virtually all of my ministry experience and prepared sermon and teaching material is in Spanish.

Setting broken bones...

(Based on a ministry experience in Cancun and dedicated to a friend elsewhere.)

A myriad of complexities surrounds a brother "overtaken in a fault" (Galatians 6:1). Each incident brings with it a unique set of elements and circumstances. Considering a blog entry on the subject is like, "where do I start?"

But there is one thing that I do know for sure:

I so want him back!!!

And better than before!!!

I think Jesus does, too.

The danger of a single story...

I linked this video in May of this year to my Facebook. For me, it was well worth 19 minutes of my time. Now that I am getting more traffic on my blog, I would like to share it here as well. I hope you find it as worthwhile as I did.

You need to follow my blog...

It hit me today that it has been a year since my first ever blog entry. Shortly thereafter, I fell into the habit of putting up the same entries in Spanish and English.

Refreshing the bones...

I am still quite comfortable with my initial purpose. I have discovered that I enjoy the time that I get to spend on each entry. It has been more satisfying than I had imagined.

What if the seed thought for my blogs turned into an actual ministry of "refreshing bones"?