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Beverly’s Messy Plate
Better than a How-to-Book It was not uncommon for my parents to head to Beverly’s after church when we were young. A group of their friends would gather at an old...
A Day of Firsts
You would think that after 30 years a pastor would have had all his firsts under his belt. Our Sunday Bible Study group was busy discussing the distinctions between...
The God of Wild Places
My mentor preached at my ordination service. He was the third preacher to preach in the service. When he stood to preach he said, “I am the preacher who...
When Your Pen Pal Is Your Son
Sharing Your Faith Is Not A Single Format Opportunity Those who know me know I am a talker. The corollary is that I tend to process my thinking out...
Wonder and Surprise
Long ago, I spent a week at Camp Hudgens, a boy’s camp in southeast Oklahoma. Actually, it was an Oklahoma Baptist camp for Royal Ambassadors. Think Christianized Boy Scouts. As a...
An Influential Mentor
Marv Levy takes his dry humor around the globe in the comedy series The Reluctant Traveler. Levy’s travels leave him perplexed and curious. His episode-ending reflections include themes he picks...
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Emma Thomas
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
Earn Palmer
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
Halie Jackson
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
The Cat
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the trickling stream. As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants.
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We Can Share That Table Over There
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 waitstaff podium in the packed restaurant. The waitress...
Marty Duren and The Disparate Ones
I scraped off the cobwebs, blew out the dust, and set up the mic to converse with my friend Marty Duren. We have been friends and have shared our writing for almost twenty years. Sometimes, the projects were collaborative. We often wanted another set of eyes on something we were putting down on paper. Today,...