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11th of May

When Mother’s Day Reminds You of Death—The Way to Find Life


Mother’s Day, 2002 I called my mother to make sure she received the dozen red carnations I sent as a surprise. “They’re gorgeous!  But you said you weren’t sending me flowers for Mother’s Day this year because of the bench.” “I know.  But you’ve always told me flowers should be given to the living, not the dead.” She laughed. I hadn’t planned on sending flowers.  I had bought her a bench.  A pale yellow, wood-slatted


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6th of April

Dust to Dust And The Peace that Comes with Letting Go


They carried her to the altar, their mother.  They carried her, all ash in a small wooden box. They covered her with a white cloth, embroidered with a cross.   A cross.   Where Christ paid for our ultimate reconciliation—restored relation between holy God and sinner.  Between sinners and sinners . . . All watched as the two brothers carried her, their mother, the one who once carried them in her womb, knit together by


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10th of February

Left and Right Wings (Raw Writing–Unapologetically Unedited)


I flew to St. Martin on the day of the presidential inauguration.  Leaving my home at four in the morning with a negative six degrees Fahrenheit freezing my bare ankles, I drove forty-five minutes south and parked my car in Remote Lot A.  Thankfully, the airport shuttle had just arrived at the shelter.  A young woman and I boarded, the only two in the vehicle, sitting across from each other, shivering. “Where are you headed?”


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24th of August

If You Need Some Love To Set You Free


I hired a prisoner yesterday. Well, actually, a former prisoner. Just out of the slammer. Spent two years behind bars and that wasn’t his first stint—in prison, that is. $150 to his name. Rent due September 1. No job yet but he’s hunting hard. Anyone want to hire a prisoner set free? Yeah, he’s made bad choices. Haven’t we all? Yeah, he’s suffering the consequences. Aren’t we all? Whether we have $150 in our pockets


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27th of June

At the End of My Rope and What Came Next


So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10 I have a love/hate relationship with spiritual growth.  Actually, I prefer to do things I love.  I prefer to do things I’m good at. If spiritual growth were easy all the time, I’d be cool. But when I’m stretched


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On Peace and the Puppy
10th of December

On Peace and the Puppy


I never thought a little Yorkshire terrier puppy named Baker could bring me a spiritual gift. Granted, he’s the most adorable dog I’ve ever seen, especially when he’s wearing his red, fur-lined coat with Velcro tummy strap and two elastic drawstrings personalizing his fit at the hip. But . . . He’s a d-o-g. Nevertheless, this d-o-g caused an epiphany . . . Last Saturday, Baker had his half-birthday, turning six months old on December 5.


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A Letter for My Father (and maybe you?)
19th of June

A Letter for My Father (and maybe you?)


Dear Dad, We have history, you and me. Like the time you made that multi-colored Styrofoam tower with me and it reached clear up to the ceiling. Even you needed a chair to place that last block, though in my mind you could touch the clouds without one. That’s what five year-old girls think of their daddies. And then I grew taller. I realized you weren’t so towering or so powerful. I started seeing your


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On Our Knees---Together, Part 2
5th of June

On Our Knees—Together, Part 2


We need to stand in the gap for the vulnerable and give them the best news of life—the gospel. This piece is the continuation of Wednesday’s post about the boy who threatened to kill our son, his friend, his biological father, and himself.  He had a plan.  He was serious.  He was a desperate, hurting soul.  These things happen—even in small towns. I hadn’t seen or spoken with Jason since his discharge several weeks prior.  He


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Prickly Pear
22nd of April

Prickly Pear


Even prickly pears bloom. My mother passed away in the dark of the night, just a few hours after Mother’s Day ended.  Thirteen years ago, this year.  I talked to her early on Mother’s Day.  She was so excited about the bouquet of red carnations I ordered and sent the day before.  I had told her I wasn’t sending flowers that year because I had bought her a bench instead. I bought her a bench


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Connection with God and Others
16th of April

Connection with God and Others


She opens a spiral notebook and shows me a cross she drew.  I saw her pain on the page.  Not like she fell apart or anything.  No one would ever know.  I’ve known her for a long time, but I’ve not really known her. It’s just that when one has been hurt so deeply for so long, sometimes we wonder if the pain will ever go away.  Oh, the burdens we carry when all Christ


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Coyote Ugly
30th of May

Coyote Ugly


The day was like any other.  Except that it wasn’t. As usual, my morning ritual is to wake to a pot of fresh Starbucks Verona Roast, programmed to brew at precisely 5:00 so when I roll out of bed at 5:10 I don’t have to wait for my first sip of the new day.  I do some reading and praying and then I sit down at my laptop for some writing time before the rest


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Sure as Mother's Day
8th of May

Sure as Mother’s Day


Some things in life are sure things. Like Mother’s Day. I don’t know when the day was set aside to honor our mothers but I know it has been around ever since my mother labored with me for hours on August 2, 1959.  At 5:40 P.M. at Trumbull Memorial Hospital in Warren, Ohio all 9 pounds 12 ounces of me slid through dark into light and I took my first breath of this world. “You ripped


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