One more thing before I close up shop and apologize to Mitch Albom for this headline. After all the words I’ve devoted to me on this column, this one is about you. It has to be that way on this final Sunday here. You were my church leaders, you were an amazing worker at Taco...
“The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.” Ellen Glasgow Success is a crutch. It’s much easier to watch actors and athletes live out their dreams instead of going for our own. If you don’t jump too high, it doesn’t hurt as bad when you fall. Live for today, or until...
I have a DVR addiction. There, I said it. That’s the first step, so they tell me. It’s just that I love pausing things. Love reversing action on the field, watching plays in slow-mo or watching sunflower seeds suspended in flight. This DVR idea doesn’t work so well with the kids, but I know somebody...
"He doesn't have a gun," I told the college kids gathered around us.
One of them looked at me in surprise.
"Of course he is," he said exasperated. "Look!"
Been learning a lot about faith this week, about trusting that there is indeed fruit and honey at the end of the wilderness. That’s always been hard for me, this idea of believing in things I can’t see. Despite repeated miracles in my own life, I still doubt. I want everything spelled out in a...
I understand completely. The experience made me realize that I've complied too much, obeyed for too long.
Even at their best, boys can be at their worst. It's not that they're that bad. It's just at times that they are prone to complain, whine, fight, belch, stink, bully, kick, rationalize and make you dizzy from the roller coaster that is puberty.
Got to see my parole officer today … for leaving a pen out on the counter for more than 30 minutes. This is serious business, folks when you live in a clean home. Something like this could easily get my Reformed Slob status revoked. This got me thinking of my Hierarchy of House Cleaning. Which...
I was almost ready to leave the church today when I heard him playing the piano.
It really must be about us. We really are all that, otherwise why would we do the things we do? Look at us. We talk during performances, take cell phone calls at the counter, let our kids samba on the buffet table and don’t even to pretend to look at somebody when they’re telling a...
Stop at any lemonade stand operated by kids 8 and younger. Only exception is if they are running a debit card reader. Or forgot to shave.
All I had to do is deal with a teaspoon of uncertainty that day. That's all.
