Author Archives: Neal Locke

He Dreamed About Space

This morning, when my three-year-old son, Grady, came stumbling sleep-eyed into our bedroom, he said something interesting: “Dad, I dreamed about space last night.” How could he have possibly known that while he slept, Arthur C. Clarke, the man who … Continue reading

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Folk Song#6: Man of God

This is the sixth and final song for what I hope will soon become my “Hymns and Heresies” folk album. This other five songs will be arrangements of hymns. Guess that makes this one a “heresy” then… This song centers … Continue reading

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11th Hour in TX and I’m still Undecided

It’s the eleventh hour — literally it’s 11:25pm — and I have no idea who I’m voting for in the primaries tomorrow. Ironically, it’s the first time my vote will actually mean anything here in Bushland. Across the room from … Continue reading

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Sermon Controversy?

I didn’t think my sermon last Sunday was really that controversial (for once). So imagine my surprise when David, one of the elders of our church pulls me aside in the middle of the week to ask me, “Just what … Continue reading

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Preaching and Presenting

Busy week. I’m preaching at my church this Sunday morning, and then presenting a writer’s workshop at Barnes & Noble this Monday evening. I know I’m late in asking this, but any input you have on either topic (or resources) … Continue reading

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She Likes Flowers

For the past few weeks, every time I would hold Abby (who is now almost 3 months old) she would fuss and complain until I turned her to face a certain direction in our living room — always the same … Continue reading

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A Father Dies, A Father is Born

Still here in Tulsa at Grady Walker’s house with my son (also Grady). Usually when we come up here to visit, we stay in the guest bedroom by the kitchen. As fate would have it, another guest is staying in … Continue reading

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