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  • Lent and the GTS

    I miss Facebook. You see, my chosen Lenten discipline this year was pursuing a fast (i.e., a period of intentional self-denial) from Facebook. Facebook had become something I found myself being sucked into WAAAAY too often. I rationalized that I used… Continue reading

  • Slow Down, Cowboy

    Time passes. Things change. The fresh, new, and exciting slowly becomes the stale, old, and predictable.  Energy that once sprang from a bottomless reservoir now trickles sparingly, as if dripping from a clogged waterspout. Possibilities begin winking out one by… Continue reading

  • 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

  • In Praise of Slow

    Normally, I am a pretty fast guy. I walk fast. I drive fast (much to Joan’s great displeasure). I eat fast and drink fast. I cook fast, I wash the dishes fast, and I make my bed fast. I even… Continue reading

  • Spring, Soil, and Seeds

    I’m getting the bug. The spring-cleaning bug, that is. Partly because there are several places in my home that are really messy and cluttered and in great need of cleaning. [Looking at you, garage!] But my hygiene zeal also comes… Continue reading