Monthly Archives: March 2018

Look, Ma…No Hands!

I have a friend, sort of, who thinks more highly of the self than he ought to think. Sometimes I think his first name is Donald. Another tact that I’m smitten with. People who never live up to their minimum, … Continue reading

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Life And Death Visit

Through experience, death comes in more than one manner. It can be an enemy, shortening life. It can come as a friend, an act of deliverance. In any case, I’ve seen both today. The bomber bombed himself in Austin. Terror-striking … Continue reading

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You Don’t Need Arms To Uplift People

An advisory: I’m writing this from 10 miles high, somewhere in an emotional orbit, fueled by gratitude and not a breath of presumption. First, an introduction then an affirmation. I remember it clearly, September of 1971. I sat in a … Continue reading

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Life Is More Than Golf And Pulling Weeds

I’m not an authority on preaching. In fact, truth offered, I never preached a sermon during my seminary days because of my lacking self-confidence. The preaching professors were human, but that didn’t matter. I was afraid. Did preach the summer … Continue reading

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Life Erupts…In Tragedy and in Joy!

Monday starts with rapid-fire, that unfortunately is not restricted to symbolism or favor or benefit. We live in the Austin area. With a couple of interruptions to serve in interim ministries in the Seattle area, we’ve been here since 1997. … Continue reading

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Judgment Anyone?

Up front: For sure I do not write with authority…and perhaps not even a scribe. Hopefully, though, this isn’t blathering prattle. The issue is judgment. Ours upon others. Others upon us. Life upon us. Ours upon life. And, what about … Continue reading

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THE BIGGEST FISH

Bob Ball, my guide of guides in Forks, Washington, and I floated the Sol Duc River. It was my second cast…bobber down, a mild uptake on my rod, the river splashed, then exploded and the battle was on. A beautiful … Continue reading

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