Sundays are often very busy for us. Our busyness is equal parts the nature of my vocation and my own choices. Yesterday, we had a bit more time for lunch. A co-worker told Patty about Granny’s Kitchen, so off we went.
We stood between the door and the … Continue reading
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Over lunch today a friend described a loss of trust. That is, it was once taken for granted that neighbors would look out for each other. For this friend the recent/current pandemic ruptured that sense of trust. Before vaccines were widely available friends seemed more interested in their freedoms … Continue reading
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Like circa 1994.
Last week the Memories feature of Facebook alerted my mother to a photo of me, Patty, Kimberly, and Tommie from 1994. One of the first things you notice, other than my not-so-stylish look, is more hair. Some people lose hair as a result of stress. Others … Continue reading
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We knew that little boy that broke his leg when he was a toddler would grow up. Little did we know that a smooth-faced teenager would one day sport such a well-groomed beard!
That’s what happens after sixteen years. The last time I saw Jordan was 2003. Kimberly graduated … Continue reading
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Sister Mary Katherine. No, not Sister Mary Clarence. Katy was no Sister Act, not an undercover nun. She was my first grade Sunday School teacher.
Only in more traditional Baptist churches did you hear women referred to as sister. Don’t let we Baptists know that Roman Catholic women, … Continue reading
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