An Alternative to the Tragedy of the Commons (Hardin, 1968)

Garrett Hardin’s seminal work “The Tragedy of the Commons” (1968) concluded that overpopulation of our finite planet was imminent and that our natural freedom to reproduce should be reconsidered.  Hardin’s premise was that maintaining the highest good for the maximum number of people is impossible,

All the light has gone out


Dear evangelical,

Where do you go "when all the light has gone out?" Today, I can't stop repeating Teddy Roosevelt's words from his personal journal in 1884..."all the light has gone out". He had lost his mother and his wife on the same day in the same house. The pain and the loss was unbearable and he no longer had words. He retreated to the wilderness--

To be a teacher


Dear evangelical,

Every September with the start of school there is a reunion of old friends and new. This year is a little different...and I am surrounded by new friends. As I reflect in this rainstorm, I can't help be thankful for the old ones, too. When I decided to become a teacher, I never thought that meant indoctrinating people.

Not Meant for Death


Dear evangelical,

It has been a week of goodbyes, of sorrow, and of death.  I look out the window as I drive and accidentally veer of the road as my mind wanders away.  We let go of our dear friend Captain Bob this week.  After a 3 year battle with dementia his body simply did not want to wake any longer, and we gave him permission to sleep and rest, because we felt that it was the "right" and "just" thing to do.  Yet, this part of me aches and longs to save him, to bring him back, to resurrect him. 

The Most Uniform Landscape


Dear evangelical,

This morning you will enter one of the most uniform landscapes in the world.  You will gather together with those that are like you.  You will enter row after row, and take your pew.  You will shake hands, and possibly greet one another with a holy kiss.  As you look around your ecosystem you will feel comfortable.  The uniformity has become home. 

Re: Creation- E.O. Wilson, I Am Listening

A Response to E.O. Wilson's "Letter to a Southern Baptist Pastor" in The Creation (2006)

Dear E.O. Wilson,

We have not met, but I feel like we have stood under the same stars and peered across the same oceans, and have probably climbed the same Live Oaks.  I, like you, "went under the water" and answered the altar call (p. 3). Though, I was not raised in the South, I have lived here for 19 years, and though I am not a humanist I understand your meaning of existence.  I, too, believe that "life is what we make of it as individuals", and that our contribution is essential to the whole.  Thank you for taking the time to start the conversation, with someone different-same than you; that already means a lot.