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Repentance and Resurrection

Repentance and Resurrection

Despite the heat and humidity of late-July Florida, I strapped on my shoes for an afternoon run. The relief of getting out of the house and capturing a few quiet minutes on my own outweighed the threat of heat stroke.  Andrew, our firstborn, was just a few weeks...
Doing A Hard and Risky Thing

Doing A Hard and Risky Thing

A dear old mentor of mine passed away a few years ago. But the lessons he taught still help me see things—see myself—a little more clearly. Maybe the most important of those lessons came in  the form of a story he once told on himself in his usual self-deprecating...
Salvation Happens

Salvation Happens

Honestly, sometimes I just lose my mind. I hear things that nobody is saying. For instance, Joy came back from her usual morning walk with our six-month old Lab-mix Gracie. Gracie was ecstatic. Joy, not so much. “Ugh. She was awful,” Joy said. “She kept jumping up for...
Feeling Seen

Feeling Seen

Eavesdropping is impolite. But sometimes you can’t help overhearing somebody else’s conversation. Waiting for a flight from Atlanta to Chicago, I was sitting across from a man in his early twenties. He was talking on his cell phone. Loudly. About his mother. “What a...
The Heart of Friendship

The Heart of Friendship

Friendship, says C. S. Lewis, “is born at the moment when one [person] says to another “What! You too?” You love this thing that I love? And so it was for one of my oldest friendships. In our boyhood and teen years, R- and I shared a love of Tolkien’s Lord of...