

is my aim. I believe we shall find more in common than not. We're both human -- that's a good start. We will gain much from each other, especially -- and this is the funny way life works -- from the few things we call differences, those experiences distinct to ourselves, those things that taught us hard lessons on how to live fuller, those things that make us vulnerable. Such lessons teach others with whom we dare share them. Stick around; I’ll share my personal mountains, as I hope to hear you tell me yours.

in this journey on earth, despite our differences, our antagonisms, our disdains, or even because of our radically biased opinions that don’t mesh. When you incite my bias, I will tap my “pause” button, to listen to understand, to discover that oneness I know is somewhere in this garage mess, because, as I (finally) see it, your quirks actually assist my heart to grow, despite my initial resistance.

Our planet is like a stadium filled with funny looking people, who insist on their hodgepodge of ideas, their own spicy ingredients and peculiar interests, rooting for their own team. If I had to squarely target my life quest, it’s to “bulls-eye” our human oneness. To pop it in the belly. You see, I might disagree with you, or maybe I just can’t stand the way you are, or maybe your sword sliced me up from a previous battle, it’s at those times, when I doubt the veracity of the human frame, meaning you, my neighbor, when I question your sensibleness, at such a time...

Oneness cannot be gained by merely looking inside our humanity, for it comes from outside our zone, from outside this earthly plane, in fact, our common human oneness comes from Heaven, from that Invisible Someone whom I like to call my Heavenly Parent. From God. He and She (don’t ask me how) believes in you as much as in me. The Divinity that is outside yet common to each of us is parental in nature, meaning… we are siblings. We gotta get along.

by the most opposite woman for me, my Japanese wife since 1982, with whom I was uniquely matched by my favorite pastor. Together we have had five boys, who compel us to be viable, breathtaking parents. Honestly, you’d have to ask them if we’ve won that challenge. I am a believer in what is the most difficult task a man could ever attempt, that is, to build a good family — the proof is in the coffee.

my chief personal problem in life is my bottomless supply of thought or re-thought; or we could call it “having a transpiring thought.” As an example of this nature, I love to “hour-away” time in book stores, and then translate the wisdom. Another big problem for me: I am not prepared for all the paperwork in life. Why paperwork exists is totally beyond me. If I were king for a day, I would eliminate all paperwork (except the green kind).

(in 2009), unusually, I feel extremely youthful about my prospects in life. I believe creativity is a natural gift to each human being, and we use it to keep us young. It just takes practice. After fifty, it gets better. Energy no longer gets wasted. I can focus. Money is not my aim. Neither popularity. Living to my fullest is. So, I check each day to make sure I’m knocking on the correct door of destiny.

so my mind looks for traces, if not cartfulls of Him in you; and I will find Her in you, too, this I have no doubt, even if I have to toss away all the crap you could give me. Well, not you, but others, those other rascally creatures that look human, not you, of course. Sometimes life is just too painful to expose. We prefer acquiescence to revelation. Indeed, I believe that lasting goodness is about keeping going. Time is a good oven. Perseverance turns up the heat dial. And time is what bakes the love in.

with blacks in Chicago; I learned phrases to get by in Polish neighborhoods; I picked up some Spanish; I memorized Japanese idioms and greetings; and I figured out how to count in Korean. As I traveled from sea to blustery sea, I got to know Florida’s lightning storms, Washington D.C.’s political grip, and the Big Apple’s nighttime sirens. I got to know the sheep in Oregon pastures, the rain splashing on bricks in Seattle, and wild moose roaming streets in Anchorage. As well as fish jumping on my line on the Sandy Lake River, on the Alaska Aleutians.

"In that day you will know that I am in my Father, and you in me, and I in you." John 14:20 ...That day flooded me once like a waterfall off a cliff. I’m still drying myself from the awe. I am a work in progress. I am a soup pot being stirred. I am a cake in the oven. Stick around, and stick the fork in me once in a while just to let me know I’m not done yet.

is my aim. I believe we shall find more in common than not. We're both human -- that's a good start. We will gain much from each other, especially -- and this is the funny way life works -- from the few things we call differences, those experiences distinct to ourselves, those things that taught us hard lessons on how to live fuller, those things that make us vulnerable. Such lessons teach others with whom we dare share them. Stick around; I’ll share my personal mountains, as I hope to hear you tell me yours.
in this journey on earth, despite our differences, our antagonisms, our disdains, or even because of our radically biased opinions that don’t mesh. When you incite my bias, I will tap my “pause” button, to listen to understand, to discover that oneness I know is somewhere in this garage mess, because, as I (finally) see it, your quirks actually assist my heart to grow, despite my initial resistance.


Our planet is like a stadium filled with funny looking people, who insist on their hodgepodge of ideas, their own spicy ingredients and peculiar interests, rooting for their own team. If I had to squarely target my life quest, it’s to “bulls-eye” our human oneness. To pop it in the belly. You see, I might disagree with you, or maybe I just can’t stand the way you are, or maybe your sword sliced me up from a previous battle, it’s at those times, when I doubt the veracity of the human frame, meaning you, my neighbor, when I question your sensibleness, at such a time...
Oneness cannot be gained by merely looking inside our humanity, for it comes from outside our zone, from outside this earthly plane, in fact, our common human oneness comes from Heaven, from that Invisible Someone whom I like to call my Heavenly Parent. From God. He and She (don’t ask me how) believes in you as much as in me. The Divinity that is outside yet common to each of us is parental in nature, meaning… we are siblings. We gotta get along.


by the most opposite woman for me, my Japanese wife since 1982, with whom I was uniquely matched by my favorite pastor. Together we have had five boys, who compel us to be viable, breathtaking parents. Honestly, you’d have to ask them if we’ve won that challenge. I am a believer in what is the most difficult task a man could ever attempt, that is, to build a good family — the proof is in the coffee.
my chief personal problem in life is my bottomless supply of thought or re-thought; or we could call it “having a transpiring thought.” As an example of this nature, I love to “hour-away” time in book stores, and then translate the wisdom. Another big problem for me: I am not prepared for all the paperwork in life. Why paperwork exists is totally beyond me. If I were king for a day, I would eliminate all paperwork (except the green kind).


(in 2009), unusually, I feel extremely youthful about my prospects in life. I believe creativity is a natural gift to each human being, and we use it to keep us young. It just takes practice. After fifty, it gets better. Energy no longer gets wasted. I can focus. Money is not my aim. Neither popularity. Living to my fullest is. So, I check each day to make sure I’m knocking on the correct door of destiny.
so my mind looks for traces, if not cartfulls of Him in you; and I will find Her in you, too, this I have no doubt, even if I have to toss away all the crap you could give me. Well, not you, but others, those other rascally creatures that look human, not you, of course. Sometimes life is just too painful to expose. We prefer acquiescence to revelation. Indeed, I believe that lasting goodness is about keeping going in the oven of time. Perseverance turns up the heat. And time bakes in the love.


with blacks in Chicago; I learned phrases to get by in Polish neighborhoods; I picked up some Spanish; I memorized Japanese idioms and greetings; and I figured out how to count in Korean. As I traveled from sea to blustery sea, I got to know Florida’s lightning storms, Washington D.C.’s political grip, and the Big Apple’s nighttime sirens. I got to know the sheep in Oregon pastures, the rain splashing on bricks in Seattle, and wild moose roaming streets in Anchorage. As well as fish jumping on my line on the Sandy Lake River out on the Alaska Aleutians.
"In that day you will know that I am in my Father, and you in me, and I in you." John 14:20 ...That day flooded me once like a Niagara waterfall. I’m still drying myself off from its awe. I am a work in progress, a soup pot being stirred, a pastry in the oven. Stick around, and stick a fork in me once in a while just to let me know I’m not done yet.
~ Eugene Harnett



Pastor Eugene has shared with hundreds of married couples a special blessing. For over four decades, together with his wife, Yoshi, they've shared a deep biblical perspective on the eternal value of marriage.
"It's an era," he says, "when remarkable change is coming to this earth amidst the turmoil around us." His effort is part of a worldwide movement to transform the world with True Love via The Blessing.
The Blessing he confers is not ordinary. Eugene believes the world will be healed through Blessed Couples. He invites you to join the tribe of millions of couples from around the world, who are living a Blessed life.
Each couple that has received the Blessing and has subsequently taken the 43-Day Challenge has inherited a happy advantage. Your children and descendants will undoubtedly gain from it. All the difference it made in the quality of love, peace, and happiness that they experienced in their marriage. Besides the legacy, you will leave behind what will forever be remembered.
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