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It’s A Full Flight, So Find Your Seat
It’s been a crazy three-week stretch. I’ve done more traveling than I’m used to. I’ve always love the idea of travel–going new places, being with people well-loved and seldom-seen, enjoying sights and smells that aren’t typical to me. But there are those airplanes involved. I’m not whining about the speed at which planes can…
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The View From Up Here–Or Down There
I’m sitting on a roof in Aguadilla, Puerto Rico. An incredible perch, to say the least. John and I are here visiting our youngest, Debbie, and her team, who’ve been ministering to student athletes in the university system in Puerto Rico. I’ve never been here before, and I’m overwhelmed by sights and sounds so different from…
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My Name Is Nana, But You Can Call Me Papa
My folks used to live in a condo not too far from where we grew up. The residents were a quirky mix of people that were friendly but distant. Upstairs was an older lady who always made me grin. The way she’d introduce herself never made sense to me. “My name is Helen, but you…
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My Junk, His Treasure
I’ve never been a big fan of garage sales. It feels very personal to pick through other people’s stuff, determining its value based on my need or whim. I find I evaluate the people selling it based on how they’ve priced it and cared for it. I don’t like people doing that to me. I’m…
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If The Lights Are Off, Is That Delight?
Delight is one of those words that makes you grin when you say it. It makes you feel what it means. I don’t hear the word used a lot. I hear enjoy, like, love. Things are awesome, amazing, astounding. There’s a pureness in the idea of delight. Wonder. Awe. Genuine joy. I’ve watched that played out in my grandson, Huck. I’ve…
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