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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...
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...
Seeing for Yourself

Seeing for Yourself

Ruth was hustling her two girls out the door so they wouldn’t be late for school. That’s when she noticed that her pants were too big. Way too big. They kept sliding off her hips. So she cinched up her belt and slid into the minivan. Those sagging pants plagued Ruth’s...
Joined At The Hip

Joined At The Hip

She died at work. A massive heart attack seized her as she stood behind the grocery store’s deli counter. Maybe she was slicing pastrami for a customer. Or making potato salad. Or just daydreaming. Her coworkers found her lying on the floor and called 911. The EMTs...