Where did you come from, tiny ball of thorns, that you would hug my shoe, and, crushed, yet wander back with me to my home where trodden into my house and scuffed onto that sprawling kitchen rug you let go of my sole and chose to lay in wait a day or days for...
Read more →When my first adopted cat, Ishqa, died at age 2 from FIP some 14 years ago, I “licked my wounds” and after a little while, thought I would try again. I went to the pound that I had gotten Ishqa from, and, not holding the facility responsible for his death because its head vet...
Read more →About three years ago, I decided I needed help in wrangling with some issues in my inner life, and I called up a counselor I had seen for a season a decade earlier. We reconnected in an initial visit, and then reconvened into a routine of weekly visits. Why was I there? What did...
Read more →I was sitting out at dinner tonight, alone, as is my usual deal, thinking about that circumstance, when the words went through my head. “It’s your own fault.” If you sit at dinner alone, it’s your own fault. If you live alone, it’s your own fault. If you spend too much time alone, it’s...
Read more →Tonight after work I ran a few errands to help get the house more ready to receive summer guests, and then when I came home, I decided to make a pot of goulash, and to listen to a podcast by Tom Nelson. Tom Nelson is the pastor of Denton Bible Church in Denton, Texas,...
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