Jesus Christ
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Loving the imperfect
Joan and I don’t eat out at restaurants very often. As I believe I have mentioned in this space before, this is mainly because my wife is an awesome cook. I love to eat the things she so lovingly and creatively… Continue reading
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Play Ball!
I love baseball. I mean I REALLY love baseball; despite the fact that I am hexed enough to be a Kansas City Royals fan for life. When I tell you that I love baseball, I mean I love everything about it.… Continue reading
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Disease to Please
“Did I please you?” It was a silly question… asked, as it were, in the middle of my euphoric vocalizations and lip smacks. But I suspect the silliness of the question was a big part of the reason she asked… Continue reading
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In or out?
Apologies in advance to the comedian who said this originally, because I thought it was really funny. But as much as I would like to give credit where credit is due, I can’t remember your name. Commenting on the popularity… Continue reading
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Be Like Rosie
Meet Rosie. Rosie is our nearly eight-month-old Soft-Coated Wheaten Terrier. And yes, it is perfectly OK for you to say what you’re thinking right now: she IS, in fact, the cutest dog in the world. Rosie is very high-spirited and… Continue reading
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Remembering. And Giving Thanks
When you grow up – as I did – in the state of Ohio, a mere one state east of the state of Indiana, Memorial Day only meant ONE THING: listening to the Indianapolis 500 auto race on the radio.… Continue reading
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The “Never Enough Club”
I wasn’t very productive today. But then again, I’m on vacation. Productivity is not really expected of people on vacation… is it? Two weeks ago, on the other hand, I was NOT on vacation. It was a Thursday as I… Continue reading
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More than skin deep
“Hey… is that a tattoo?” The question caught me off guard for a moment. I was sitting there in my car, arm extended, offering my credit card to the woman in the cute little tollbooth there at the front end… Continue reading
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The idol of safety
They were just sitting there at their table in that Waffle House… chatting, drinking coffee, and reliving adventures from earlier that night. They were just out for a stroll on the sidewalk on an unseasonably beautiful spring day… drinking in… Continue reading
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Beloved
It happened again. Sunday morning… there we all were; about 10 minutes before the worship service was scheduled to begin. I walked in, set my stuff down, and made my way back down the brown-carpeted center aisle – exchanging pleasantries… Continue reading
Russellings of the Spirit 