What is your trouble? Mistaken identity! — Wei Wu Wei Photo credit: "Twins 4," chintermeyer, 2011.
I've been having major difficulties sleeping through the night lately. I'm not sure why, but all the standard remedies just don't seem to work. I've heard that God is trying to talk to us or trying to get us to talk to him if we can't sleep in the deep of the night. So I'm going to try something different. I'm going to sing "Jesus Loves Me" to myself and my inner child, just like a mother would sing a lullaby to her little one. It might take several repetitions, but I'm hoping that if I actively place my heart in God's hand every night, my sleep patterns will finally even out again. I want to sleep as peacefully as one of God's baby creations.
As strange as it will probably sound coming from me, in the 6 years (as of this month) writing my “Skeptic’s Collection” column for Beguine, I have never published a “Skeptic’s Collection ” column dedicated exclusively and entirely to the First Amendment. I have alluded to it, hyperlinked to it, but never written about the entire First Amendment. That is as strange as a devout Christian never quoting John 3:16 or an observant Jew never mentioning the sh’ma or a devout Muslim never referring to the shahada. So I am going to remedy this egregious omission. I like to use an architectural analogy vis a vis the First Amendment. The First Amendment partakes of the spare elegance of a Doric temple. The First Amendment is founded on the Enlightenment principle, newly rediscovered in t