I’m No Superstar is a blog for people like me who want to make a difference in the world but know they aren’t activists. Each post contains a social action idea that most of us could do, a book that’s worth reading, or a link to a website that offers other ideas. Oh, and it’s all introduced by a sometimes quirky story from my life.
(If you didn’t read my intro on why this serialized “book” of mine is appearing on the blog, you might want to check out the last post. In the final iteration of the book, the subtitle changed to Joyful Service in the Circus of Life, hence the circus illusions.) I admire Mother Teresa, really I
When I attended my first writers conference back in the late ’90s and people asked what I wanted to write, I always replied, “Magazine articles. I have no interest in writing a book; they’re too long and my attention span is too short.” And I meant it. I began to write articles and have a
In order to make the most of Advent this year, each day I have posted on my public Facebook page a blessing from God I am grateful for. I was surprised and ashamed some days on how hard I had to think to arrive at some blessing, without resorting to naming separately every fattening food
Isaiah 58 talks about the true fast that God desires: Is this not the fast which I choose, To loosen the bonds of wickedness, To undo the bands of the yoke, And to let the oppressed go free And break every yoke? Is it not to divide your bread with the hungry And bring the homeless poor into the house; When
Les and I spent the afternoon at the Philadelphia Museum of Art absorbing the beauty of Rembrandt and the Face of Jesus. The exhibit focuses on how Rembrandt’s style of depicting Christ changed over his lifetime. Rather than stick with the established approved style, which highlighted Jesus’ divinity, Rembrandt used a live model and highlighted
Years ago I was an assistant shoe buyer for Macy’s (at that time, the Bamberger’s division). As we visited stores, salespeople would tell us when women were trying on a particular style of shoe a lot but never buying it. The fit wasn’t right. An amazing thing would happen, though, when we would take the
Thousands of women. All in the same place. Honestly, I’ve never done well with that. I had two older brothers. We had three guys who lived with our family at various points when I was in high school. College was the first place I ever had the opportunity to live with all girls. Hated it.
“My bologna has a first name . . .” Come on, you remember singing the song! And it probably still makes you smile to think of it. Several weeks ago I read this article in the Lancaster newspaper about a local who is now driving the Wienermobile. Taylor Hutchinson is quoted as saying the most
A visit to a friend in a rehab hospital put Les and me near the mall last week. So he took me to Qdoba’s for a burrito. He was right—it was big and yummy. (Okay, yummy wasn’t his word. That’s my translation.) But what made me even happier was the chance to check out the
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