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Growing up in a southern Baptist church, every Easter there were two hymns you had to sing…or you probably weren’t really Baptist. One was “Low in the Grave He Lay”. Most people don’t remember it by that title, but by the bouncy chorus that interrupts the sad, mournful verse. After lamenting the crucified Jesus, suddenly…

This is soup. My awesome wife Dawn made some for supper tonight. Author's note: I did not force her to cook this meal in any patrician/male-dominating sort of way. I'm pretty sure she did not feel coerced to do it and it did not betray her femininity to take on such a traditional conservative…

I've heard it said, "If you love something, set it free. If it returns, then it's truly yours. But if it doesn't return....hunt it down and kill it! Just kidding...sort of. ;0) But as we face the blank palette of each new day, one of the main things we need to embrace is not just the…

My 28th wedding anniversary is today (Nov 19, 2016), and I can still remember how awkwardly the proposal played out to my soon-to-be wife Dawn. I was a youth pastor with a group of 80 teenagers on a mission trip to New Orleans. My intended fiancé grew up in the suburbs there, so I thought it…

I’m sitting in my car at Starbucks, writing. I feel stupid, it probably is stupid. There was a church women’s group meeting at my house. Great group of ladies, but with that much estrogen in the room I figured it was a smart move to skeedaddle. I’ve finally got the night to myself, without anything to…

I served for one very long year as a jail chaplain. They say you can get used to anything... ...except working in a jail. After a few months, it didn't really bother me when the huge metal door clanged shut behind me, locking me in with some of the most desperate people in…