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Where I Get Hope

Where I Get Hope

This essay is Part 2 of 4 in the series “Wondering about the Resurrection” Looking out my office window I noticed a crowd of camo-clad men and women assembling about thirty feet or so from me. Who on earth were these people and what did they want? Eventually it dawned...
Every Exit Is An Entrance

Every Exit Is An Entrance

This is Part One of Four in the Series “Wondering about the Resurrection” Charlie was in the final stages of a terminal illness. His friend and pastor John Claypool asked him how he felt about dying. John reports that Charlie said something like this: “As...
Dealing with Fear

Dealing with Fear

He was pointing a pistol at her. I stepped in between him and my mom. The gun was now aimed at me. I calmly told my father, “Don’t kill my mother.” I was ten years old. As I look back on that night from the distance of more than five decades, I’m still sort of...
A Source of Hope

A Source of Hope

When my mom and I were living in a car, I never had the sense that we were doomed. In part, that’s because my mom simply emanated hope. That woman never gave up. Ever. What I learned from her is that hope is what keeps us going even when the odds are not in our favor....
A Lesson From My Dog

A Lesson From My Dog

Gracie was sniffing the air in our backyard while Joy and I were finishing breakfast. We could see her through the large windows stretching across the rear wall of our house.  As we watched, Gracie picked up her ball, trotted to the window, placed the ball on the...