My poem, "Dr. Pepper Floats in Harpenden" has found a second home at D.S. Martin's wonderful "Poems for Ephesians" website hosted at McMaster Divinity College.

An ice cube tray and two diverging views of the world. .

Thrilled to be on the @press_roi train again! Check out my poems in this latest issue along with the other beautiful work.

RT @press_roi: A complicated relationship between a man and his father-in-law is not uncommon. But that does not preclude genuine love and….

I am glad to see a couple of my poems in a growing journal called Solid Food Press.

RT @FelsefeOncul: “Bu nedenle bir Müslüman ya da Hristiyan’ın John Hick’in yorumunu, kendi geleneklerinin asırlık anlayış ve yorumlarından….

Bu akşam!.

A poem inspired by an experience of making Dr. Pepper floats for a friend’s children has been published in @ClayjarReview Check it out along with the work from the other great authors!.

RT @ikiateist: İki Ateist kanalı on ikinci konuğunu ağırlıyor. 26 Nisan Cumartesi akşam saat 20.00’de Ryan Keating ile “Hristiyanlık ve İn….

but we don’t succomb to despair or bitterness or vengeance, either. We remember with gratitude and hope.

when the anniversary of their deaths falls on Good Friday. In death, Jesus conquered injustice, persecution, oppression, and corruption. It is the death of Jesus that gives ultimate meaning to our lives, and even to our own inevitable deaths. We don’t celebrate death. .

They were eventually convicted nine years later in 2016. Those murders changes the trajectory of our lives. We remember their faithfulness and their sacrifice. And we remember that their deaths were not in vain. It is especially significant today….

The murderer who broke his neck trying to escape was being treated in a bed next to him. Eventually, I received news that Uğur had not survived. The murderer eventually recovered. The five murderers thought they were doing something noble for their country and their religion….

I rushed to the hospital behind the ambulance in a taxi. I waited in the hospital for a few hours while he was in surgery. While I waited, several divisions of police officers questioned me and asked me to identify Uğur from a bloody photo they took while doctors worked on him….

…and the building was taped off with yellow police tape. One of the murderers tried to escape from the third floor balcony; he fell and broke his neck on the sidewalk below. Tilmann and Necati were already dead when the police entered the office. Uğur was still alive….

…while he was trying to get inside. He called me to ask if I had seen Tilmann, Necati, and Uğur. He then called the police and I made my way downtown toward the office. By the time I arrived at the building, the police had already captured the five murderers….

…when five young Turkish men came to the office pretending to be interested in Christianity. The five attackers tied my friends to their desk chairs, tortured them, and eventually slit their throats. Another colleague of ours discovered that something was wrong in the office….

It was about this time of day on April 18th 2007 that three of my colleagues were brutally murdered where we were living in Malatya in eastern Turkey. Tilmann Geske, Necati Aydın, and Uğur Yüksel were working at the office of a Christian publishing company….

A poem for Palm Sunday

I am honored to have one more poem published in D.S. Martin’s “Poems for Ephesians” at @McMasterDiv. This one is a sonnet about worship.