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Karen Spears Zacharias

Best Buy, Kirkland’s and Alaska Airlines all made the nice list, but Nordstrom, Macy’s and Barnes & Noble had better watch out. They’ve been tagged on the naughty side of Christmas. But don’t blame Santa; he’s not the one keeping this list of who’s been naughty and who’s been nice. This idea originated with Robert […] Read More

I couldn’t tell if he was making a confession or if he was bragging. The man looked up from the computer screen from where he was surfing the net and announced very matter-of-factly, “I manage this bookstore but I don’t read.” Why would you tell that to an author? I try my best to be […] Read More

A pastor recently shared with me that one of his parishioners had outlived two of her cardiologists. When she got the third one, she asked him, “How’s your heart?” It’s a good question for a lot of us. I’ve been thinking a lot about pastors as I’ve driven these back roads and spoken at various […] Read More

I don’t care if he’s a Christian and a pastor, I feel like smacking Bill Cornelius upside the head with Mama’s cast-iron skillet. It’s clear that the man needs some sense knocked into him, or at the very least some stupidity knocked outta him. Cornelius is the Chief Mucky-Muck at Bay Area Fellowship, a megachurch […] Read More

Rescue crews hadn’t even begun to unload supplies before Pat Robertson began to upbraid Haitians for their “pact with the devil.” Robertson said Haitians joined forces with Satan’s army. “They said, ‘We will serve you if you’ll get us free from the French.’ True story. And so the devil said, ‘OK, it’s a deal.’ They […] Read More

I learned of the death of Oral Roberts through a Twitter post that said: “Celebrating with Oral Roberts as he came face to face with Jesus. Your mansion is sooooo big. I’m sure of it!” The news was jarring. Not that Oral Roberts was dead at age 91, though, I imagine for those who loved […] Read More

When I was a young girl, I had an albino friend. Annie’s hair was as light and wispy as cotton candy. Her eyes as pink as Valentine Sweet-Tarts. At church, whenever we sang that song about Jesus washing me whiter than snow, I thought of her. Annie’s skin was as white as a fresh piece […] Read More