I’ve often joked with my family that when I die, they should dig me up 10 years later to see if my stomach is still there. I’ve lost 50-60 pounds on a couple of occasions and, while my face and other body parts get smaller/thinner, the gut is the last thing to go. Oh, I’ll lose a couple of inches, but I’ve got pictures of myself looking like I had just escaped from a horrific labor camp—all except for the stubborn belly fat that just holds on…no matter what! I wish other part

Medicare and corporate hospice organizations require massive documentation of care for each visit to every patient. To accomplish this, many use software on a tablet or cell phone. Honestly, it takes about a minute of documenting for every minute of visitation. Furthermore, most of the software features aren’t conducive to chaplain issues. For example, it prompts chaplains to enter vital signs--something we're not even allowed to measure, let alone report on. All of this make

I’ve sung in choirs, quartets, and even duets for years. My favorite role is singing harmony for a strong lead singer. Solos, on the other hand, are a different matter. I find my voice cracks or I waver—perhaps even going off-key when asked to sing solo. I know it’s probably psychological to some degree. Still, I like backing-up others. I’ve noticed the same thing in ministry or other situations as well. I like being second-in-charge with a strong leader I can support. This i

I was visiting a patient with severe Dementia. Her husband had cared for her for a total of 10 years. She was now emaciated, a tiny fraction of herself who sat curled up on the couch chatting in a nonsensical stream of consciousness. Non-Stop, that is, until I prayed for her. I put a hand on her shoulder and said, "You are special, you know. God loves you and He made you that way." She suddenly sat still and quiet. I said, "It's true, God loves you so much than you know.""Yea