After I'd covered my first City Council meeting in 1979, Kile Morgan, mayor of the scrappy little town of National City in San Diego county, said he was going to take me on a one-way ride. Sounds like a Tony Soprano move, huh? It turned out to be his official tour of the town he'd rebuilt almost single handedly, ending with breakfast at Aunt Emma's, the restaurant he owned in Chula Vista, at 10:30 in the evening.We're all on one-way rides, of course -- and they begin right now, in the light of the radical freedom of mind, heart, and spirit won for us by the Cross and the empty tomb. My sermon for the second Sunday of Easter is here.
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