note: This is the first in a series of daily posts designed to encourage you to live the life to which you have been called. For more information on this new direction, click here. Grace and Peace to you from … Continue reading
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As you may have noticed, my posting is a bit…sporadic. My intent is to post twice per week, but it never seems to work out that way. Call it crazy life, or ineptitudalosity on my part; it is what it … Continue reading
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord, “Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, Plans to give you hope and a future.” (Jer. 29:11) Cathy once saw a church play in which little … Continue reading
I had dinner with some interesting people the other day. There were, let’s see, three kings, an angel, and a prophet of God, all munching on Fresh Mex. OK, so they weren’t actually real-life Bible characters brought from the past … Continue reading
This vision/blindness theme really has a hold on me. My last post got me thinking about one of my all-time favorite stories, The Country of the Blind. H.G. Wells wrote this tale of a man who finds himself trapped in … Continue reading
In Iowa, it is legal for a blind person to carry a gun. Just…let that soak in for a moment. Now, I’m a big supporter of the Second Amendment, and I’m certainly against discrimination based on physical disabilities, but…seriously? A … Continue reading
Is it possible to commit optical adultery? I have been faithful to the same optometrist for 35 years. At age 10 I was, I believe, one of his very first patients. Through college, and moves, and marriage, and kids, I … Continue reading
So, do cars have estrogen? I know we call them, “She,” like we do with ships. I just wonder—how far does the metaphor go? ‘Cause I’m pretty sure that our van—her name is CocoPuff—is having some sort of hormonal issues. … Continue reading
I really like eating. The whole experience. Anticipating that first bite of yummiosity. The way my mouth waters as I smell the food. The burst of taste on my tongue. Delicious, slow chewing. The swallow. The sigh. The occasional discreet … Continue reading
Over Protective? You decide. You also get to guess where I am sitting as I write this. My daughter wants to spend the night at a friend’s home. Three girls—two seventeen-year-olds and one fourteen-year-old Princess of My Whole Heart (hereafter … Continue reading