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Grandpa’s Prayer
Sitting ‘round the table hands joined. Hungry kids squirm. Food awaits. Grandpa leads in prayer, “Our Father in Heaven, mnmnm…mnmnmnm…mnmnmn…” His gravelly voice marches on, earnest but unclear. ”Bless the hands that prepared…” You could always catch that part. “Nnmnmnm…guide, guard and protect us. In Jesus name, Aaaa-MEN!” Conclusion snapping like a salute. Supper is…
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Let His Blood Be On Us
One thing that fascinates me is how often God uses wicked people to reveal his will. They can’t get out of it. From wicked kings who mete out God’s judgement on his people for their sins to Baalam who’s hand is forced into blessing Israel when he would really, really just like to make a…
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Homesick
We once went to a local purveyor of southern cuisine and I was not fully prepared for the wave of homesickness it produced in me. Not for the home I’m raising my children in, nor the home I grew up in, but the home where my grandparents lived. The wood paneling, vinyl upholstery and eclectic…
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The Sea
Across the sea, across the sky where waves reach out to bathe the sun and light reflected paves the path for all the ships that go and come. The shadows roiling from beneath suggest the forms in depths below Whose solemn dances cross and crest the currents as they ebb and flow. The pull of…
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Foundations
I have 3 kids on antibiotics for various ailments at the moment and I feel the beginnings of a sinus headache coming on. Thankfully, I have every reason to think that these ailments will pass and that my kids and my sinuses will be whole again in relatively short order. I am grateful for this…
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Sailing Aloft
Anything written, humor and wit, things I’ve read and things I’ve thought You don’t know the half of it, neither do I, that’s our lot In life we see but dimly, through the looking glass of time Past and present both reflect a glimpse of the sublime Gleaning scraps of truth from all the thinkers…
Writ & Whimsy
Old fashioned thoughts about writing, humor, faith and life.
Writ & Whimsy 