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Sock Puppet Jesus

I was in a staff meeting for a secular job once, and our company was exploring ways to help us "get in touch with ourselves spiritually". An enthusiastic young lady was leading the session. As she began, she asked us to relax, open our palms upward, and try to “center ourselves”. Already, I’m lost. When…

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Fiddling on the Roof

Anyone who knows me knows I have a great fondness for musicals. They were a source of joy and escape throughout a fairly tough childhood.  However…I don’t like all musicals.  For instance, I specifically like shows that are optimistic and full of life and joy.  I like plots about how people are basically the same…

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Label Maker

When I was a kid, I loved the little label gun my mom had. It had plastic tape you inserted in the gun, and then you typed the words you wanted printed. Then peel the back off the tape and stick wherever needed. Except where’s the fun in only putting labels where needed? Childhood Dave…

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A Punxsutawney Epiphany

Too often, my life has been like a broken washing machine. I keep “repeating the cycle”. Hindsight is 20/20, they say. Sometimes I wish it were a little more hazy. I've worked lots of jobs through the years, many times serving in churches. Though I never did anything illegal, I did behave in ways early…

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Approaching Oz

The lady was in her 90s, seated by a window with a spectacular view of the golf course landscaping outside. She had been an artist, and her oil paintings decorated many of the walls around us. Her condo was not elaborate but tastefully decorated. I guess that’s what you’d expect from an artist. “I didn’t…

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Tending Our Roses

Hello, dear reader. Your arrival here is actually very timely. I’ve got some thoughts I’d love to share with you right now… But I can’t. Really, I can’t. I can’t because I’m seriously afraid. I’m fearful of what your response will be, because for the first time in my life I feel that writing a…

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