Ernie Henson

You may remember one of the most well-known miracles that Jesus performed in Mark, chapter 6: Thousands have gathered, it’s getting late, and most (if not all) are hungry. The natives are starting to get restless, and much like I get when I’m hungry, I’m sure that irritability was going up as patience was on the decline. So, Jesus tells the disciples to feed the masses of people who had followed them there, to which their first thought was to make a run to the local market and buy all the bread they had left (Mark 6:37). We know where the story goes from there — Jesus performs another miracle, turning close to nothing into a feast, satisfying all who were hungry.

I recently heard something pointed out that had not occurred to me before last week. At Jesus’ baptism, God told Jesus He loved Him and was pleased with Him BEFORE any public ministry had occurred.

The amount of emotion that poured out of Rachel Ressler nearly matched the sweat and dedication she put into her Desert Vista soccer career.

One of my favorite parts of scripture has always been the story of the last supper. Every spring as we move towards Holy Week, I’m always drawn back to that last night Jesus spent with his disciples around the table. But the reason I’m so fond of that part of the Gospels is because of the moment where Jesus begins to wash the feet of his friends.

A playful, elegantly made little horror film, “Mama” teasingly sustains a game of hide-and-seek as it tantalizes the audience with fleeting apparitions of the title character while maintaining interest in two deeply disturbed little orphan girls. Being sold primarily on the name of its godfather, Guillermo del Toro, this Canadian-Spanish co-production from Universal is refreshingly mindful of the less-is-more horror guidelines employed by 1940s master Val Lewton, not to mention Japanese ghost stories, but the PG-13 rating might prove too restrictive for the gory tastes of male core genre fans. Still, less bloodthirsty female teens could make up the difference at the box office, as the film provokes enough tension and gasps to keep susceptible viewers grabbing their armrests or the arms of those next to them.

The annual Tempe All City Banquet is being held on Monday.

Getting a family organized requires more than a few well-chosen New Year’s resolutions. Increasingly, homeowners are carving out a physical space — anything from a single kitchen cabinet to an entire spare room — that can function as a family information center and workstation.

After bountifuls of birdies, a new state record and a championship, Hannah O’Sullivan’s hands were still shaking.

Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack.

Parents of college-bound students have a decision to make as offers stream in for their soon-to-depart teenagers.

Last month I found myself standing in a place that I hadn’t planned on being that day: a cemetery.

My dad traveled quite a bit when I was younger. But even as a father who was away from home a lot, he was very intentional about handwriting letters and mailing them to me on his business trips. While you would normally find them stashed away in my closet as I was growing up, I would occasionally pull them out to remember what it was that moved me to hang on to them for so long.

A home remodel is stressful enough but when Ahwatukee Foothills resident Pam Thompson found out some kind of rodent had chewed through nearly every wire in her home it was a shock for which she was not prepared.

I talk a good game about getting older. I’ve used this space to share about my defiant gray hair, and my courage in the face of mounting birthdays. Miss a birthday because I want to camouflage my age? Hah! I’m 52, dangit! Where’s my present?

CHICAGO — Getting an extra two days to file taxes beyond the usual April 15 tax filing deadline isn’t likely to cure a nation of procrastinators this year.

CHICAGO — Getting an extra two days to file taxes beyond the usual April 15 tax filing deadline isn’t likely to cure a nation of procrastinators this year.

Fresh home from the war, newly married and needing to better recover from malaria and rheumatic fever he caught from a mosquito bite on a PT boat in the south Pacific, Peter Grant packed his car and trailer and left his home city of Indianapolis for the desert town of Phoenix.

It wasn't her day to begin with, and Sarah Schmelzel's forte, her leadership, wobbled from within.

It wasn't her day to begin with, and Sarah Schmelzel's forte, her leadership, wobbled from within.

If beef is what's for dinner, then salmon bacon can be for breakfast.

Scottsdale Center for the Performing Arts will present the Arizona premiere of the international hit play “Love, Loss, and What I Wore” Jan. 3-8.