A man with a cardboard sign at a red light, two dollars, and the questions that follow you down the road. The old story about the son who left, told from the top of the last hill.
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Tag: Faith
A Fixed Point
I listened back through a book that mattered to me in my twenties and it went flat. Then a book I'd bounced off years ago opened up. A book is a fixed point. You are not.
Ninety-Three Degrees
Ninety-three degrees in downtown Oklahoma City, and a question from Sunday's sermon I haven't been able to put down: is your preparation at the level of your expectation?
One Thing At A Time
New round started today, and I've spent most of it taking things apart instead of adding to them. Seven habits, same as they've been. Bible reading, calorie tracking, water, exercise, reading, gratitude, and this — the daily writing. Two of them changed shape, though, and the changes are the whole point. Bible reading and the … Continue reading One Thing At A Time
Ready To Go Home
Last full day at sea. Tomorrow we're in port, then an airport, then home. And I have to admit something I've never once been able to say at the end of one of these. I'm ready to go. Every other cruise I've taken has ended with me dragging my feet up the gangway. The last … Continue reading Ready To Go Home
