Russellings of the Spirit

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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

  • “The Beast Tamer”

    “OK. That’s it,” I said to myself. “Today is the day!” My exasperation with the state of the hedge along our back fence finally hit the breaking point last Friday. I headed to the garage in search of the hundred-foot-long… Continue reading

  • Is This Such A Good Idea?

    There is a basic premise behind this post you should be aware of before proceeding further. The premise is: GOD EXISTS. Of course, you may continue reading even if you disagree with my basic premise. You just might not enjoy… Continue reading

  • This Side of the Desk

    I just finished reading the book When Breath Becomes Air. I am still drying my eyes. It is the story of a brilliant, gifted neurosurgeon named Paul Kalanithi. Kalanithi seems to be on his way to an illustrious career as… Continue reading

  • Helicopter Prayers

    “The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him.”         – Psalm 28:7, NRSV She was tiny. So tiny the bed covers seemed to… Continue reading

  • Hearing the Call

    “Who is calling, please?” Remember life before there was such a thing as Caller ID? We just blindly answered the phone whenever it rang, trusting that the person on the other end was someone we knew. It never occurred to… Continue reading

  • How is your HT/WT?

    When was the last time you checked the HT/WT ratio of your life? Just in case my question is a little obtuse, let me explain. I am referring – of course – to your “Have to/Want to” ratio… the relationship between… Continue reading

  • 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

  • DANG!

    When my cheeks first began to sting, we were at the exact halfway point of the walk. Prudence told me it was time to turn around and head back. (And yes, prudence and I do talk occasionally). But at the… Continue reading

  • Wasps?

    I’m not sure it is bad enough to call it a wasp problem. Even the word concern gives it a little more gravity than it deserves. So let’s go with either the phrase wasp vexation or wasp annoyance. It all… Continue reading