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Thank you, Von Trapps
Last week – in fact, one week ago today – I climbed a mountain. Literally. The name of the mountain was Horsetooth Rock. One look at it will explain where the name came from. Horsetooth is not a huge, hulking… Continue reading
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Strong Shoulders
Earlier this week, I proudly puffed out my chest and told you about my singular achievement of climbing the famed “Horsetooth Rock” here in Fort Collins, CO. It took me about two hours of climbing to reach the top… 30… Continue reading
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One Step at a Time
Amid some stiffness, soreness, and a bit of fatigue, there is also some genuine satisfaction bubbling up in my spirit today. That is because yesterday, I managed to climb Horsetooth Rock… an iconic Fort Collins landmark. At a mere 7500… Continue reading
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Beloved Blades
A couple of days ago, I wrote about the annoying frequency with which the words, “I’m sorry” have been featured in my daily vocabulary. I mean, there I am, navigating my day with a measure of ease and panache (in… Continue reading
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Mercy Me
WARNING: This post sounds a lot more like a rant than a thoughtful, well-considered pondering. But let’s withhold judgment for a minute and see where it goes. Who knows? We might end up with something with depth and meaning after… Continue reading
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Sorry (Not Sorry)
Lately I find myself apologizing a lot. True, it is mostly to my lovely spouse Joan. But that’s just because we spend so much time together. If you and I were to spend time together, I suspect I’d be apologizing… Continue reading
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Well, I declare!
Despite instincts to the contrary, I regularly try to keep an open mind. Life has shown me again and again the hazards of latching – iron-fistedly – onto a particular thesis or paradigm. God seems to take great delight, in… Continue reading
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A Question of Purpose
Say hello to Rosie and Patrick. I am quite jealous of them. And no, not just because their days consist entirely of eating, sleeping, walking, and pooping… although that does seem like a pretty sweet gig. No, I am jealous… Continue reading
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How Urgent?
If you know me, you know that I walk fast. That is, I used to walk fast. That was before I became “The Brokeback Guy” in early May. You will also know that I drive fast. If you doubt my word, just… Continue reading
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Silent Encouragement
One ritual that must be observed as part of any visit to the town of Pacific City, Oregon is The Climb. That is, The Climb to the top of the giant sand dune at Cape Kiwanda (pictured here). I have done it several times… Continue reading
Russellings of the Spirit 