The more I know, the less I understand

I have a bad back partially from playing the drums and singing. I used to have to hold my body in such a position that my spine got out of alignment.

In the old days, words like sin and Satan had a moral certitude. Today, they're replaced with self-help jargon, words like dysfunction and antisocial behavior, discouraging any responsibility for one's actions.

For every moment of joy Every hour of fear For every winding road that brought me here For every breath, for every day of living This is my Thanksgiving

Armchair warriors often fail - and we've been poisoned by these fairy tales

I try to write conversationally; I try to write like people speak and put the emphasis on the right syllable.

To want what I have, to take what I'm given with grace. For this I pray.