A smile and a wink... 

Such a seductive world we live in. So much at our fingertips. An ever-growing sense of entitlement permeates all of our decisions as we purchase, conquer and consume according to our passions.  I remember when it was funny to see a bumper sticker that read, “He who dies with the most toys wins.” 

Now not so. Not when we can’t pay for those toys. Or our trophy wives. Or our designer babies from Third World nations. Heck, even our designer dogs cost more than we ever imagined.  Jesus stated that our…

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Sky blue eyes never lie... 

Ah yes, my Jewish Jesus with His blond hair and sparkling blue eyes.  Sheesh. I have always hated those portraits of the Arian Jesus. But alas, sooner or later the image sticks. Then it’s not so bad.

Truth be told, I have stared in the eyes of Christ (or is it Him staring into mine?) on so many occasions and in so many contexts, I can only attest to the fact that His eyes are True.  Nothing but Truth exists in Him. Truth in Light, Truth in Love, Truth in saving Grace.

Sadly, I did not write HOLE IN…

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You hate your job but you do it anyway... 

How many times have we all joked and said. “It’s not my job…” ?

With today’s announcement of the death of Amy Winehouse and with it the expectation that the death will be ruled drug-related, one has to wonder if any of us will live to see the day that employers (in this case, record companies) will be held accountable for deaths of this nature.

In rehab whilst winning Grammy awards, Winehouse was criticized by someone who had been in the same boat. Singer Natalie Cole stated, “She shouldn’t be…

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I don't know how to love Him... 

My decision to record and perform this classic song was multifold in its design.

1. It’s from “Jesus Christ Superstar,” a creation that not only influenced me musically but kick-started my openness to Christ.

2. Helen Reddy recorded it once.

3. It’s obvious gender-bending properties when sung by a man-especially one like me. And, even more, especially since it has oft-times been sung as a secular love song.

4. It’s the best kind of love song. A song from a sinner to a Savior who is receiving warmth and…

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Dripping blood in a bathtub late at night with your baby... 

I wrote the song “Burn In Hell” back in the 80s upon hearing about the death of friends. It was a double-suicide committed by men who had discovered they were HIV-Positive back in the day when there was no hope.  Devastated, angry and terrified, I set my feelings to words and music, hardly knowing that almost 20 years later I would resurrect the song for a record. 

Recording “Burn In  Hell” (the song) was exciting but painful. I was also well aware at the irony of a Christian song that seemingly…

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Your daddy's gone... 

At my age I find more and more people who have lost their fathers. It’s a common practice in Christianity to repeatedly compare our earthly father (fallible, maybe even evil) to our Heavenly Father (eternal, perfect). Well, as an earthly father myself, I pray that some of these lines may find themselves rather blurred over time. I hope to have instilled many Godly attributes and ideals into my children before leaving this planet and entering into my eternal reward.

I agree that it is important, no…

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My hands are empty... 

Sometimes I feel so depleted, especially on “show” days, like I have nothing to offer despite having so much expected of me. And while I know that God will come through and I’ll be at peak energy and alertness come 7pm, I cannot shake the feeling of emptiness and fatigue and how that colors my entire life view.

I cannot be alone in this. No, in fact, God has told me time and time again that much I’m allowed to experience (suffer) is common to most of the people I come into contact with and that most…

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Well alright, you gave it all up for a dream... 

I have shamelessly become a huge fan of reruns of the TV show, NIP/TUCK. Since they record in clumps, I tend to also watch them in clumps of four episodes at a time. Last night I was very moved by an episode about a woman horribly disfigured by a suicide attempt.

Last night I also learned of the death of yet another tragic icon in the music industry. Whitney Houston was 48. I’m 48. But being that I was born in the Spring of 1963 and Whitney in the summer, I’m the older one. And I’m too young to die…

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Tonight I feel so devastated... 

Ah, yes Valentine’s Day.

Or should I say, Singles Awareness Day?

I’m figuring that a lot of people who will read this are, like me, single.

And alone tonight.


This one’s for you.


If you are happy or even content

Praise God for that gift.


If you are still suffering the pain of a break-up

I pray that God heals your heart

And allows you to walk proud and live without cynicism

Toward your next mate

Only carrying the wisdom of hard lessons learned.


If your life’s great love has passed on

I pray you…

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Dishes break, tantrums thrown... 

I remember in my temper in my younger years.  As much as I hate to admit it, I was a plate-thrower on occasion. That anger would swell up inside me to a boiling rage and whatever I could grab to throw and break always seemed to make me feel much better.

After years of such silliness, I finally got tired of cleaning up my messes, learned how to communicate even under the worst of situations and purchased plastic ware. Now I’m cured!

I’ve known a lot of dish-breaking, tantrum-throwing people in my day…

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