A Zionist Muslim

Tom Kapusta

Tom Kapusta loved his father. Tom was proud of his career in the military. After learning about the seventh day Sabbath Tom's faith in God was challenged in both of these areas that were dear to him.…

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Like as a Father

While we were conducting business in Earl’s office recently, prominently displayed on his desk was a picture of him and his wife in a creative, unconventional pose.

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A Reason to Praise God

Why praise God? The same answer kept coming into my mind: praise God for the work that He has done, and is doing in your life. Our God is awesome and He has formed us for His glory, not for our own…

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I'd Rather Love a Love Bug Than Die

I decided to book a last minute flight to Florida. I knew my Rabbi had hosted a Sukkot retreat in Florida for some years but I didn’t live in Florida and Florida was a long way to go. I really wanted…

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Alan Reinach

Outwardly Alan Reinach appeared to be an unlikely candidate for God's kingdom, but in his heart, he was searching for truth. But a phone call from an old friend, inviting him to Hawaii to hear the…

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Keep on Loving

“How did you and Duane manage to have such a loving and close family?” Kathy asked following the funeral service for Doris’s husband.

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Wheelchair Rockstar

She's an Israeli dancer, lawyer & activist.

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Sidney Robboy

Robboy was born in Russia during the cruel anti-Semitic pogroms of the Czars. When Sidney was a young boy his family escaped from Russia by walking all night and hiding under barns during the day.…

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Quiet Desperation

The writer and great thinker Thoreau wrote “most people lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.” It all depends on what song you carry to the grave. In my…

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Butchered Trees and Slaughtered Lives

In front of our house are three trees. One was on the left side, one on the right, and one in the middle. I'm not sure what type they all are as they simply came with the house; but every Spring if…

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Bubbe’s Zalts

Bubbe’s Zalts (Yiddish for the word salt) On a scale of one to ten, my mother was a ten. Mama was my heart. My bubbe, however, was a ten and a half! My bubbe never spoke English, only Russian and…

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Clifford Goldstein

Clifford Goldstein will tell you that his family tree is full of typewriters, pens, and books. His blood is 50% hemoglobin and 50% ink. In the late 1970's Cliff was traveling the world writing his…

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The Overcomer

During the time that I spent with the children at the orphanage in Mexicali Mexico I was finishing my journalism project when I meet a very interesting man by the name of Valdez, his life was truly a…

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Except for That

Since I was a child I was always seemed to be the sickest child out of my siblings. I got sick on many occasions and have been found to have several chronic illnesses and foolishness, you know the…

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Dorchester

On February 3, 1943 a torpedo struck the S.S. Dorchester. Chaos reigned on board as the boat filled with water. Men rushed aroundin a panic. Many had run up from the hold without life jackets.…

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