Random reading/listening–03/18/23 & 03/19/23

“Scientist argues that both science and faith play a role.” Part I. Here’s the link.

“Do science and faith share curiosity and a comprehensible Nature?” Part II. Here’s the link.

“Do science and faith share humility and service?” Part III. Here’s the link.

“Christian crusaders are winning battles but losing the war.” Here’s the link.

“‘How is it possible that I cannot believe!’ An atheist in the Inquisitor’s net.” Here’s the link.

“Draft bill bans everything but ‘scientific fact’ in Montana’s science classes.” Here’s the link.

“Inside the Payoff to a Porn Star That Could Lead to Trump’s Indictment.” Here’s the link.

“A Sandwich Shop, a Tent City and an American Crisis.” Here’s the link.

“The Essential Agatha Christie.” Here’s the link.

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Author: Richard L. Fricks

Writer, observer, and student of presence. After decades as a CPA, attorney, and believer in inherited purpose, I now live a quieter life built around clarity, simplicity, and the freedom to begin again. I write both nonfiction and fiction: The Pencil-Driven Life, a memoir and daily practice of awareness, and the Boaz, Alabama novels—character-driven stories rooted in the complexities of ordinary life. I live on seventy acres we call Oak Hollow, where my wife and I care for seven rescued dogs and build small, intentional spaces that reflect the same philosophy I write about. Oak Hollow Cabins is in the development stage (opening March 1, 2026), and is—now and always—a lived expression of presence: cabins, trails, and quiet places shaped by the land itself. My background as a Fictionary Certified StoryCoach Editor still informs how I understand story, though I no longer offer coaching. Instead, I share reflections through The Pencil’s Edge and @thepencildrivenlife, exploring what it means to live lightly, honestly, and without a script. Whether I’m writing, building, or walking the land, my work is rooted in one simple truth: Life becomes clearer when we stop trying to control the story and start paying attention to the moment we’re in.

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