Dave Writes

One of my favorite episodes of “Northern Exposure” is called “Our Tribe”.  It’s about a local doctor being adopted into the tribe and given the name “Heals with Tools”.  Read more

For the past few months I’ve been playing with a worship band that does an outreach service on Saturday nights.  As I started looking through this week’s music to get ready for next Saturday I noticed there was a new song that was called “All About Love”.  Read more

A long time ago, there was a group of men on the northeastern coast of the United States who were concerned about the number of merchant ships that were going down in that area, and the lives being lost in those wrecks.  Read More

When I was a kid we lived about two blocks from my maternal grandparents.  My mother, my brother, my sister, and I would walk down to “Mom and Pop’s house” and hang out there all day.  If the day was rainy, we’d hang out inside, playing games or just listening to the grown-ups talk.  When the weather was good is when the fun really started.  Read more

I was recently confronted by three things that made me start to think about my own mortality.   Read more

It’s been said that we are not human beings having a spiritual experience, but spiritual beings having a human experience.  I really like that and think that it is true.  Read more

Question:  How passionate is passionate enough when it comes to helping the world find (capital H) Hope?

Answer:     600 per day, 800 on a busy day.

That answer doesn’t make any sense right now, but I’m about to explain.  Read more

I have two friends I’d like to tell you about this issue, in order to make a point.  And, yes, these are two real, specific, walking, talking people who I consider to be friends.  Read more

Greetings from the high desert of north central Arizona! 

We are heading to Dine’ Bikeyah (Navajo for “The People’s Land”) today, otherwise known as the Navajo Reservation to those who exist outside of it.  As we push westward two large snow covered peaks reach into heaven directly in front of us.  Read more

When you drive over some of the dirt roads on the reservation at night, there is a curious phenomenon that occurs.  I call it "the Chevy and the Hare" syndrome.    Read more

We're often lost.  There.  I said it.  It is routine for us to need to go somewhere and not know how to get there.  So we stop and ask someone, but in the desert they don't usually say "You go up here to 42nd and Main, and make a left at the light."  There is no 42nd.  There is no Main.  And there certainly is no light.  Read more