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“I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him.” ~Booker T. Washington

Forgiveness can be an uphill battle for me. I know when I mention my father mockingly in conversation my forgiveness needs renewall. It is something only possible by the grace of a God. May our Lord bless you and me with a greater capacity for love and forgiveness.

I have emotional scars that will never go away but they are healing in the hands of God. Do you have similar scars to deal with? Have you considered there may well be a grand design and a grand designer? Francis Collins, MD, Director of the National Institutes of Health was deeply moved as a medical student seeing very, sick, hospitalized patients. It began a journey for Dr. Collins that led him to Christ.

The roller coaster ride I’ve endured, most severely in my 20’s, is the essence of my memoirs, Look Backward Angel: The Life of a Jewish Physician Who Took a Different Path. The heartaches in the book (which is pictured at the top), I believe, are balanced with some perspective, reflection and humor. Please share those memories with me and perhaps kick-start some of your own healing and journey.

My second book, How Did I Get Through This? : More Stories From a Jewish Physician Who Took a Different Path, runs a similar course but has more laugh out loud stories. It was George Eliot who said, “What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other.” That’s been a central goal of my memoirs. If you read them at the very least the memoirs will engage you, take you outside the mundane and, perhaps, refine your personal journey. At best the words will touch your heart and tickle your funny bone.

My third book was published in June, 2020. It is entitled
Please Save the Third Dance for Me. I think it is more engaging, funnier and deeper than my first two books.

The links above will take you directly to my works at Amazon. Thank you for listening.

It Was a Rainy, Wedding Night

A precious evening…

Pilgrim on a Long, Long Journey

We had dated for nine months and it just kept getting better. It was a rainy wedding night, a Saturday in December, 1977. I was 32 and my intended, Kristine, was 25. The aroma of fresh rain was in the air.

She had met my folks, for the first time, Friday at the Baltimore-Washington airport.I had met Kris’ parents on our second date.

Her parents were lovely people. Her dad was the dad I never had. Times with him were filled with laughs, good meals and affirmation.

The night of the wedding, Kristine looked stunning in a rose-colored dress and a floral, Grecian wreath. I wore my favorite suit, a subtle, green woolen.

It was a week before Christmas with the altar before us. Through the church drifted the beautiful, violin music of Kris’ roommate, a music student at Peabody Institute. We gave each other personal vows. Suddenly my life…

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Tough Sledding

I certainly was broken when I accepted Christ 36 years ago. He certainly has been with Kristine and me when the going has gotten tough. Our old age is wonderful for our souls and at times difficult for our aging “shells.” 

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love.” Louise Erdich, author

Most of us do our best to get through it. No one gets out unscathed. Love transcends the difficulties. It can make our days more precious.

But, we still break. It is only a question of when and how. To me it’s God’s love and how He speaks through others, our circumstances and Scriptures that  can get us through dark periods in our lives. May He bless your days.