religion Posts

The Angels in Texas

I awoke to the news of an eight-month old girl found clinging to her drowned momma in Texas.  Rescuers were able to save the baby just moments before she and her momma would have been carried under a railroad trestle where the water would have been too high for emergency responders to save her.

There’s this line in my latest novel – “If there is any place that needs more angels, it’s earth, not heaven.” read more

Trump: A Cult Personality

Moon

Jerry Falwell Sr. & Rev. Moon

Donald Trump is more than just a president. Trump is the leader of a cult.

This cult worships Trump above all other gods, and Trump likes it that way. He prefers it that way.

I have studied cults since I was an undergraduate at Oregon State University. Back then, the biggest cult on the West Coast was the Moonies. Remember them? They were (are) followers of the Reverend Sun Myung Moon. Much like Trump, Moon was a political as well as a religious leader. Americans found Moon particularly appealing because of his outspoken opposition to communism and his embracing democracy as a divine path toward establishing the Kingdom of God. read more

An Interview with Leon Logothetis: The Kindness Diaries

Editor’s Note:  When I told friends on Facebook that I was excited to interview someone I was in awe of, people started trying to figure out who it would be: Former President Jimmy Carter? Morgan Freeman? Not one person suggested it would be Leon Logothetis. I suspect that’s because few in my circle would even know who he is. I hope after reading the following you will check out Leon’s books: Live, Love, Explore, & The Kindness Diaries Watch his documentaries. That you, too, may come to appreciate the journeys he’s made, both inwardly and outwardly. And that like me, you might also be inspired to help make the world a kinder place.  read more

Evangelical Hocus-Pocus

Slain

I was slain in the spirit once. Splayed out. Laid flat. Old-fashioned revival time all out slain and down for the count.

I know, right?

Me. A journalist. Laying there on my back at the altar of God, staring at the lights of that big citified Seattle church with people dropping all around me like flies on a day in late Fall.

And for the record, yes, it was weird as H-E- Double-Toothpicks. read more