Talk with the Preacher


We can never forget.

Today it has been a whole year since the horror of hurricane Katrina began. I have the highest admiration for my friends in New Orleans who have doggedly determined their city will be, once again, a place of beauty. There’s a long, long way to go.Here’s an article about my dear friend Ann Freedman, one of those heroes.On this first anniversary we are witnesses to all this suffering and hope. And because… Read More

I keep hearing the stories of rebuilding, but the devastation is still so horrible. I took this picture while in New Orleans in February . . . it seemed especially poignant to me to see a manger on a pile of trash near the curb. Frankly, I am still trying to make sense of what happened. Here’s a link that graphically depicts how the devastation happened.

Happy Mardi Gras everybody! My favorite Mardi Gras picture, hands down. A true sign of hope, this woman, whom I don’t know, is pregnant and wearing a t-shirt telling the world she’s repopulating New Orleans. How hopeful is that?

Then the angel showed me the river of the water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city. In the middle of the street of the city, and on either side of the river, is the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, producing its fruit each month; and the leaves of the tree… Read More

The city of chaos is broken down, every house is shut up so that no one can enter; all joy has reached its eventide; the gladness of the earth is banished. Desolation is left in the city, the gates are battered into ruins. (from Isaiah 24) I have done my share of grieving, believe me. Hours of watching horrifying news coverage, reading tragedy in the newspapers, hearing sobbing voices of friends over… Read More