There has been a lot of airtime given recently to whether particular words are allowable when critiquing public figures.
Have you decided whose fault it was yet?
Between work and parenting and caring for a disabled husband, being the protagonist in my life story is sometimes tiring.
They didn't die in Maria's wind. They weren't swept away by waves. Lightening didn't shock them dead. They weren't ripped from life by falling trees and flying debris.
My wife's doomsday plans always begin with the basement sinks.
One Sunday at a church I was visiting in New England, the time had come in the worship service for "Joys and Concerns."
At my own popularity peak, most of my friendships were not mutual but transactional, based on what I could do for other people.
King Amaziah had a stressful job.
"You can always pray," Khaled said as he drove from Amman to Petra. "Even if a person can't fast, do Hajj or give charity, they can always pray."
One particular moment from math class — four decades ago, mind you — still remains vivid.