Faith, Fiction, Friends
Talking about faith, fiction, poetry and occasionally art
Thursday, January 15, 2026
“No One Speaks English in Paris.” Well, Not Exactly
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Our hotel in Amsterdam had arranged our transportation to the train station. It wasn’t far, but traffic was congested. Once there, we board...
Wednesday, January 14, 2026
How Scott Adams Made Me a Hero
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In the fall of 1995, I was helping the company’s IT function plan for its annual conference in March. They needed a keynote dinner speaker, ...
Tuesday, January 13, 2026
Poets and Poems: Linda Nemec Foster and “Bone Country”
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One can visit Europe in lots of ways – cruise ship on the rivers, cruise ship on the ocean, bus, car, backpacking, bicycle, airplane, even o...
Monday, January 12, 2026
“Snow” by John Banville
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It’s near Christmas of 1957 and heavily snowing. Detective Inspector St. John Strafford is called to County Wexford in Ireland to the ancest...
Sunday, January 11, 2026
The rebuke
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After 2 Samuel 12:1-25 He leaps from story to outrage without missing a bear, the sin so obvious, the wrong done so clear. The teller th...
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Saturday, January 10, 2026
Saturday Good Reads - Jan. 10, 2026
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Yes, we’re past Christmas, even past Epiphany, but I can’t resist certain posts. Andrew Klavan at The New Jerusalem writes about seeing the...
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Friday, January 9, 2026
Why is it?
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After 2 Samuel 12:1-25 Why is it that I can see the sin in others but not in me? Why is it that others’ sin seems so clear but not the s...
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