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Creative Differences

You remember the dumbest things from childhood. Mine was a PE coach. Not that she was dumb, but that she did something completely innocuous that emotionally destroyed me one day. I was maybe in third or fourth grade, standing in a line to come in from the playground. I suppose the PE teacher had said…

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Pastor Depreciation

October is officially Pastor Appreciation month at most churches. But I don’t think it’s coincidence it falls in the same month as Halloween... ...because being a pastor is scary business. relative of mine goes to a church that’s really been struggling in recent years. Once thriving, now it’s all they can do to keep the…

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A Slow Pony Ride

If you have run with the footmen, and they have wearied you, then how can you contend with horses? And if in the land of peace, in which you trusted, they wearied you, then how will you do in the floodplain of the Jordan? For even your brothers, the house of your father, even they…

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Backstage

In live theatre, there’s a Zen-like calm you experience backstage much like the calm before a storm. Just a few feet away people are busy acting under bright spotlights. But you’re hidden away in dark solitude, waiting. Anticipation of going onstage is building, and yet I feel peaceful. I suppose that’s because the stage is…

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People > Politics

A man asked to meet me at Starbucks after church one day. He was probably in his late 60s or early 70s, and he immediately impressed me by riding his bike to our little meeting. He explained that after losing his wife of 40+ years in death, he had remarried. His new wife was a…

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Detours and Delays

So with the exit of 2020, we launched out to start a new church. The first two weeks were tremendous, with new people showing up out of nowhere. We had a highly visible location, though parking and seating were limited. While I worried the first Sunday’s crowd was a fluke, the second week we had…

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Hands in the Air

There are two kinds of people you can choose to be: the one on the rollercoaster holding on white-knuckled to the restraint bar, or the one screaming with his hands in the air having a great time. The choice is up to you…      It’s a good thing God doesn’t tell you in…

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At the ballet

So you’re a dad, and part of your “daddly chores” is dropping your 7 year-old daughter off at dance class. She takes two classes back to back, so you drop off and mom picks her up later. “Remember she wants you to stay and watch her. Just stick around a while before you leave,” my…

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IT FOLLOWS

Last Friday night, I took my wife out to a nice restaurant for her birthday. The kids were at a Parent’s Night Out event, so we were finally on our own again. That doesn’t happen often enough for us, still raising two little girls now in our 50s. After a great dinner, we took a…

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Another White Christmas

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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