This is what my desk looked like on Monday: This is what my desk looked like on Thursday: I posted these photos to my Facebook page, and got all sorts of compliments on the transformation. And one concerned friend has become obsessed with the mysterious disappearance of the blue folder. Hmmm.

I originally wrote this essay in 2004. A lot has happened in our lives over the past seven years, but the most important thing has not: Hank and Myrna remain two of my closest, dearest and most trusted friends. Consider this a tribute to long-lasting friendship, the truest of good gifts. ——————- I just spent…

My goal to post 25 relatively interesting things about myself that I haven’t already written about continues. Here are three more. 7. Many of my friends tell me that I may eventually out-grow the adolescent desire and ability to sleep late on weekends. So far, in this way at least, I am still 16 years…

In light of the Rev. John Stott’s passing last week, I belatedly offer up my Easter 2011 reflections which I sent to friends back in April. —————- When I was 18 years old, I finally figured out the meaning of life. (Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. What took me so long?) The cover story…

6. In May, three friends and I walked a half marathon in just over four hours. Note I didn’t say run, but before my friend Sarah challenged me to do it back in January, I don’t think I would have ever thought 13.1 miles was an achievable goal for me, even walking. I raised approximately…

My friend D used to resist investigating what he considered “trendy” books, movies or music, just on principle. If it was the new hot thing with so many people at any given moment in time, he would shun it so as not to be considered one of the crowd. There may have been other motives…