Have Time to “Like” Me?

I hope you enjoy the words and thoughts I share.

I have a favor* to ask. As a way of expanding my presence on social media, I’m trying to increase the number of people who LIKE my Facebook author page to 100 or more. If an author page achieves 100, Facebook provides more options. Options are good!

So . . . if you have a moment, I’d appreciate your support. The easiest way to do this favor is to slip over to the Facebook link on the left side of this page and click the obvious LIKE.) And if you want me to reciprocate on your Facebook page, just let me know.

Thanks for reading.

*I mailed my subscribers this request, so please “ignore” it if you’ve already received my plea…

Z is for . . .


A few years back I took an official sabbatical from church. It represented a step away from serving full-time as a pastor and a step toward writing as the focus of my ministry.

How much money would I earn for taking this leap of faith? At first, nothing. Zero. Later? Perhaps double or triple nothing!

In the months that followed my announcement to leave the parish, kind church folks asked what I’d do with my time. My standard reply was, “Nothing.”

How flippant. How true.

Every form of creative expression begins with nothing. There is no outward music until the inward sounds nudge (or elbow) the composer. A dance floor remains empty, filled with space to be defined by an initial spin or jump. A preacher turns from studying the comforting (or troubling) pages of the Bible to a sermon hoped for (or dreaded), but either way, it’s not yet there. A novelist, about to plunge into the marathon of writing and rewriting 100,000 words, contemplates a blank yellow legal pad or a lonely cursor blinking on a monitor as vast as the Pacific.

The Biblical story opens with a zero. Chaos. A void. A waiting. Awaiting. Every form of creative expression begins with nothing and then . . .