When you are driving around by yourself everyday…the radio off and the road noise the loudest thing you hear….it’s easy to get fixated on things. Except for your job, there isn’t a lot to do other than that. Yesterday, I … Continue reading
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I don’t think that my wife holds much hope that I’ll ever develop into a full-blown metrosexual. I don’t really understand how she can arrive at that presumption. I bath. I brush. I trim my nose hairs sometimes. I even … Continue reading
I woke up this morning at 4 instead of my usual 5 AM. It was something about the crusty eyed glance at my watch betraying me. I was sure that it said 5:15….past time, past time, past time….time to get … Continue reading
It is raining this morning. It is raining heavily. Apocalyptic rain, end of days style…pounding every dry inch of this part of the world into a soggy submission. This rain is making its mark. I woke up this morning to … Continue reading
My friend Dave posted this on his Facebook page yesterday. I’d never had a chance to see it before….what a great performance by Heart of the classic Led Zeppelin song “Stairway to Heaven”. Watching Heart perform the song, the thing … Continue reading
I’m, in typical fashion for an early bird, the only one up the morning after graduation night. I watched our first-born child graduate last night. It was a night of violent weather and the need for flexibility. Kind of like … Continue reading
Our daughter graduates from high school tonight. That’s a pretty huge milestone for a young kid. It’s a big deal and worthy of great celebration. I remember my own graduation. We had the ceremony at the Cobb Civic Center from … Continue reading
There’s a phrase in the Bible that describes our situation here on Earth. It says that we’re to consider ourselves “In the world…but not of the world”. I wrestled with that thought for years…wondering how do I transcend daily life, … Continue reading
I woke up this morning at 4:30 instead of my usual 5:00. I’m not sure why a half hour would make such a difference, but it felt really early. … Continue reading
I remember the first time I was given the chance to be the acolyte at our small Lutheran church in Georgia. I was probably about thirteen and was good at chasing butterflies. I was distractible. This was in the days … Continue reading