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Giving Up on Being Good

Ever try to blow up a raft? Unless you’ve got one of those electric “blow dryer thingies”, you are in for a world of hurt. I remember sitting in the sand, ready to pass out while my preschool daughter jumped up and down, yelling “Daddy, hurry up!” Not what I consider family fun. But then again,…

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How I Know He Lives

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,…

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Loser

I’ve never been particularly good with rejection. Which makes it tough to be a pastor. In church life, people are always coming and going. Most of the time, it’s because their commitment to God flags depending upon their mood. They come for a while and then suddenly disappear.  They get busy and don’t prioritize…

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Outrageous

So people are outraged by the killing of a lion named Cecil in Africa. A beautiful creation of God has been killed, with no respect for the inherent worth of that creature. The death came about not to preserve another life, but by callously imposing one “will” over the other’s right to merely exist. OK, I get…

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My Favorite Super Hero

I loved the show "24,'' and Jack Bauer was the quintessential American hero. A loner often misunderstood, he avoids relationships because loved ones have a way of getting hurt around him. He wins using his well-honed skills, and then walks back into the darkness until the world needs him again. As a manly fantasy,…

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Hereafter

I sat at the bedside of a dying woman this week. She was confined to bed, and had oxygen running through a line to her nose. After a few pleasantries, I asked her what she wanted to talk about. Since she new she was dying, I wondered what might be utmost in her mind. Mostly, she wanted…

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A Covering of Snow

The gales of wind howled through the trees outside the old cabin. Smoke rose from the chimney as the old man ate his humble soup safely inside. His weathered hands were still steady, having stacked the wood by the cabin walls that would surely last the winter’s full duration. It’s a good thing he had.…

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