Author Archives: thebookofworks

In a couple of months, we will reach the 10th anniversary of this blog. I started the blog a few days after I retired at the age of 67 and began a new life. A life of writing. It had … Continue reading →

It’s OK to have enemies. When Jesus said to love our enemies, He was assuming we have them. There are two kinds of enemies lists. One kind lists the people you really don’t like or those who have hurt or … Continue reading →

Thirty years ago, at the age of 47, my life was in chaos.  Two years earlier I separated from my wife, and had lived in a series of apartments, and I was in the middle of moving to Europe. My … Continue reading →

In 1976, on the recommendation of a friend, I went to see a film against my better judgement, since I have no interest in the sport of boxing. At that time I was the same age (30) as the leading … Continue reading →

Nancy and Florence were distantly related friends who loved to travel and talk about the latest thing. They were on their way to visit a site where they had heard something strange was happening. Angela, someone they knew only slightly … Continue reading →

The American Scientific Affiliation (ASA), the oldest and largest American organization of Christians in the sciences, will be holding its annual meeting at the Catholic University of America in Washington DC from July 26 to 29. One highlight of the … Continue reading →

Retirement—what a lovely thought! Theoretically, I am retired. I stopped working for a full-time salary back in 2015 and started this blog. Since I retired, I have mostly sat around the house watching TV, gone for long walks, bothered my … Continue reading →

I post this often on this day, Holy Saturday. Today is simply Saturday,  the day between. We know very little about what happened on this day, but we can imagine.  We can imagine a man, much like us. A man … Continue reading →

When you are afraid of being weak, you learn not to cry. That was me for most of my youth and adult life. I got angry a lot, but I never cried. At many times,  I felt lost, lonely, depressed, … Continue reading →