Jesus Christ
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S is for Significance
(This post is the third in a series. Recently, my mentor/counselor/friend suggested I create an acrostic from the letters of my name as a way of claiming my God-given identity.) JOAN: (my spouse of 18 years and winner of the… Continue reading
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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
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U is for Undaunted
(This post is the second in a series. Recently, my mentor/counselor/friend suggested I create an acrostic from the letters of my name as a way of claiming my God-given identity.) The entire lifetime of Janis Joplin. The whole of the… Continue reading
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R is for Redemption
(This post will be the first in a series. Recently, my mentor/counselor/friend suggested I create an acrostic from my name as a way of claiming my God-given identity.) I love the table in our breakfast room. In fact, it is… Continue reading
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“This is not a test…”
Sometimes it takes a nuclear missile attack warning – in this case, fortunately, issued in error. Sometimes it takes the firm hand and raised voice of a **loving** spouse that keeps you from stepping absentmindedly into traffic. Sometimes it takes… Continue reading
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Barcode Faith*
My friend Mike died yesterday. Mike had been in the process of dying of cancer for the past six months or so. I had been to see Mike over the weekend and if not for the full, gray beard and… Continue reading
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The Allure of the Forbidden
Many years ago, when my youngest son was 16, he came to me with a “plan”. I put the word “plan” in quotes here because it was really more like an announcement and a challenge, cleverly blended together. “Hey, dad!”… Continue reading
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Inspirare
Pause a moment sometime today and think: who inspires me? I heard an inspiring story yesterday. It was the story of a young man named Ryan. Ryan heard about another young man named Luke who had been severely injured in… Continue reading
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Dudley Do-Right
Judging by the speed with which he sprang into action, I assumed I was about to step on a landmine. TIME: the morning after Thanksgiving. PLACE: the kitchen of my son and daughter-in-law’s home in suburban Houston. Since my son… Continue reading
Russellings of the Spirit 