Reflections By The Bay

POEM: FLIP OF THE COIN Slowly I realized we were playing by your rules for the game: “Heads you win; tails I lose.” © Andrew C...

POEM: GOOD NEWS In bold, plain, clear words, I simply want to report that some people are beautiful, like the nurse this morning who ...

POEM:  PLAYING DIFFERENT NOTES The mother sits there on the edge of her seat, her daughter’s first piano concert, both mimicking eac...

POEM: WHAT LASTS? Sitting here with a slow cup of morning coffee, before I’m off to the hospital to see her. “Lord, please get her be...

MAHOGANY BOX Somewhere inside all of us is a mahogany box. It’s hidden there under a bed or on top of a closet shelf or in the bot...

POEM: GRRRRR! And he would grind his teeth and growl. And he was against immigrants and illegals, and anyone who didn’t speak his la...

A CAST OF THOUSANDS INTRODUCTION The title of my homily is, “A Cast of Thousands.” One of the great ways of reading the Bible is to ...