This column was published on UPI’s Religion and Spirituality Forum on April 30, 2007
On the Saturday before Palm Sunday this year I was responsible for driving a Pulitzer Prize winning, New York Times Best Selling, outspoken critic of the war in Iraq from San Francisco to a church in Palo Alto where the author was to speak to a crowd of like-minded peaceniks. After a comedy of errors that included me getting lost in China Town, stuck between some lion dancers and group of Fulong Gong protestors, the famous author and I arrived twenty minutes late to the gathering on the Mid Peninsula.
And as we walked into the church’s sanctuary, which was filled to capacity with three hundred or more activists that day, I noticed something about the anti-war movement. At thirty-eight, I was the youngest person in the room, and it’s always like that when I participate in anti-war activities. Continue reading