This last August, I enjoyed going to my 30th high school reunion, if nothing more than to see a bunch of faces that I, 30 years ago and some, used to see day in and day out at school- although, in much younger versions. That’s the thing about reunions- for those that go, everyone...
Read more →Every so often I find myself thinking about Claude Wheeler in Willa Cather’s novel, “One of Ours”. It happens mostly when my life seems to hit another prolonged lull, or plows full on into a series of roadblocks and whatever momentum I thought I had going is stamped out cold. I go back to...
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It’s been a challenge, but I am at the place right now where I need to speak up, and to put down. After some 3 and a half years at church, setting up every Sunday morning and tearing down every Sunday afternoon, and trying to lead a small group one night a week, I...
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This morning as I was getting around, I thought about an old friend. Well, old friend probably isn’t quite right- he was a childhood friend I was close to for probably two years. I imagine at the time, I was one of his friends, but I think for me, he was one of my...
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