March 2020 Archives

Dry Bones

You may recall our catchment catastrophe…. Here in Hawaii, many homes (like ours) get their water supply from rain run-off. It rains, gutters funnel the water to pipes which fill large metal tanks with plastic liners. Pumps then run the water through filters and eventually into our homes. We’ve lived here 12 years, and it rains ALL THE TIME. It didn’t occur to us to check the tank for the water level….until there was none Continue reading

Penned In

So last week I dissed an entire faith community in my Lenten thoughts, basing my dislike of ALL of them on two isolated incidents in my life. We went to church that day (the Third Sunday in Lent) and were told that it would be our last gathering for the foreseeable future as the Diocese had to decided to close all its churches to community worship. This, of course, was due to the coronavirus pandemic Continue reading


I don’t like Mormons. It may be due to my experience with Sue, an LDS singer who joined our wedding band (too many years ago to count) and who, at the first rehearsal, at MY home, chastised me for sipping a Diet Coke because it offended her belief system….Or it might be because of Lillian, a former patient of mine, who attended the LUTHERAN funeral of my office manager, and then proceeded to proselytize the Continue reading

I look to the hills

“Hey, David,” Henry said. “We need to check the pressure tank and water pump because the water pressure in the cottage is really low.” We had noted the same thing in the main house, and it was usually because the filters were dirty, blocking water flow. So David changed the filters….and 30 minutes later there was again no water pressure, and the new filters were filthy and clogged with silt. He peeked into the catchment Continue reading

Presents of Presence

Today being the first Sunday in Lent, Father David opened his sermon by wondering why the season of Lent is not as anticipated as say, Christmas, Easter, Fourth of July, or even Advent. “We don’t look forward to singing Lent songs,” he said. “Perhaps it’s the lack of presents…..” My twisted mind heard “presents” and interpreted “presence.” Now, perhaps that is because this time of year is…..difficult. My only child died of cancer nearly three Continue reading