It was more than 30 years ago, but I still remember it vividly. With the stroke of a neuron, I’m transported back to my youth group, and my seat on a log in front of the firepit, grousing to a friend about how the chaperone’s children are hogging the horses (all three of them). It …
How Superstitions Start
I have to throw away my shoes. They’re fine shoes, my go-to shoes for a quick dash out the door, but there’s something about those brown shoes that make Doug’s friends see red. They haven’t said anything outright, they don’t really seem to take note, but there’s a strange coincidence between their worst occasions and …
Dishwasher Inspections
I’ve been inspecting dishes as I unload the dishwasher for many years now, perhaps you do too. The thing is, the jets in that machine are fabulous at what they do, washing many dishes at the same time, but there are a few food bits that can hang on until they get some special attention …
Meet Doug
Doug has taught me much about God and His perspective on our relationships, with Him and with one another. I’d like to share some of these insights with you, but first, you need to meet Doug. You may think you know him, and you may know him in part, but only God and I actually …
Little Brother
[W]ith all the attention he got, Sheila found herself wishing they’d just send him back with the stork that brought him. Over the next several years, she repeated that wish to anyone who might be able to do something about it – Jesus, Santa, the Easter Bunny… she even left a note with the zookeeper, just in case that stork ever flew in to visit his family.