Tag: C.S. Lewis
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Hither–Thither–Yon
There’s a scene in the “Wizard of Oz” where Dorothy first meets the Scarecrow. He’s hung up in the middle of the field, and she has no idea which way to go. The Scarecrow tries to help, but his efforts are confusing. He points every which way, both shaking and nodding his head. Dorothy’s query…
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Say Yes To Life
We came together to honor a man who lived fully and well. His capacity to connect heart to heart with others, helping them better understand themselves and their dreams, was a gift he shared with many. He was the kind of man who, when he entered a room, looked for the opportunity to care for…
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The Fascination Of Fun
If we blew it up, we knew they’d come. We had our end-of-the-year barbecue with two monster water slides, enough candy to create cavities in multitudes of children, a plethora of food options, and fun for both adults and children. It never ceases to amaze me at how the chance to barrel down a slide…
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Letting Go Is Hard To Do
His passion is anything he can kick, throw, or dunk. Balls of all sorts indicate action and intentional movement. Fun. He’s not quite two, but Nolan can kick a ball with the best of them. His older brother and sister play soccer, so that may be an option. He can dunk a small ball in…
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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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