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Living

A Crowded Table

Our dining room table will seat 8 comfortably, 10 in a stretch, and we have squeezed 12 in on at least two occasions.  It’s not a…

Reflecting

The Shoes

It was the January of the year I was in the 4th grade that I learned we were poor. In 1968, four years before I was…

Reflecting

The Old Man and the Boy

I was 10 years old the summer Mr. Doc died, but we could have already filled books with the adventures we had by then. He was…

Gratitude

This Blog Is Reader Supported

For the last 15 years, my vocation has been doing what my brother once called “do-gooder work”. While officially a pastor, my real work has been…