My leap into tomorrow

By Lawrence S. Cunningham

Life has a certain way of sneaking up on you. It dawned on me one day that Lou Holtz was four coaches ago; many of my colleagues do not remember where they were when Kennedy was shot because they were not yet anywhere.

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Meeting the Almighty

By Lawrence S. Cunningham

Few words are more abused or misused today than “mystic” or “mysticism.” Go to the local Barnes & Noble’s section advertising that topic, and one will find a farrago of works: sacred pyramids, various forms of yoga, New Age directories on energy spots around the globe and overheated tracts by the Swami of the moment. Hollywood stars, equipped with red strings around their wrists, pay huge sums to be instructed into the mysteries of Jewish Kabbalah. Folks at dude ranches transformed into retreat centers walk labyrinths, get massages or meditate.…

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Truth That Will Make You Free

By Lawrence S. Cunningham

I met a lady once who described herself as a “recovering Catholic.” She was wrestling with a long series of personal mishaps that more or less coincided in her mind with her upbringing as a Catholic. She felt psychologically traumatized by a broken marriage, unruly children, conflicted views of sexuality, guilt rising from a fear of hell and, finally, a desire to chuck the whole thing. She wanted to be free of her Catholicism the way an alcoholic wants to be free from the craving for drink.…

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