Burning the Edges
“Aaaagh, my plate is on fire!” my daughter screamed. It wasn’t surprising that her plate was burning. The only surprise was that she...
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I Can't Do it
Rolling out of bed, my bare feet touched the pine floor of a house nearly a hundred years old, a house built by someone long before I was...
Of Trusses, Trash, and Temples
A twisted, tangled pile of broken lumber – that’s what I saw – trash to be discarded. Our new church auditorium under construction a few...
How Much Bread is on Your Plate?
An old man had lunch at the same diner daily. He always ordered the soup du jour, the manager always asked him how he liked his meal,...
Sometimes, it's hard to see how
It is so very hard to see “how.” Looming obstacles block our line of sight. We see all kinds of “reasons” why we can’t accomplish...
So Much Has Changed
So much has changed. I’m staring at a faded black-and-white photo. You’ve got one like it, just different people in it. This one shows...
Finding Grace in Bedrock
If you qualify as a baby-boomer, I have a quiz for you. If you’re younger than that, don’t go away; it’s a TV test and your parents...
Shampooing with Gasoline
Gasoline is not a good shampoo. Oh, it’s cheaper than most shampoos, and it will certainly remove things from your hair that Head and...
Don't Blame the Pig
A furrow-faced old farmer and his wife were leaning against the fence of their pig pen when the old woman wistfully recalled that the...
To be a champion
Don’t we all dream of greatness? Isn’t that why we love champions and conquerors? Rocky, Indiana Jones, Braveheart, Gladiator – stories...
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