Once again, I am turning to the topic of life itself. I know I tend to go on about it but the question, "What is life itself?" has been the great question of my life and I keep trying to answer it. The fact that I am never satisfied completely with my answer tells me that it is a really important question. See my last entry on the subject and especially an earlier one, Jesus and the gospel of life itself.
It’s funny how some memories never leave, stick in your mind.
As an undergraduate I attended church in a big, prospering church in Austin, TX. The senior minister was eloquent, successful, and powerful in the pulpit. He dominated Sunday mornings.
I was a sophomore at the University, back from three years in the Army.