A little Aggie love story
Once there was a boy who grew in the sun of Marlin, Texas. He, the youngest of four boys, had no end to mischief and merriment. His mom was so ...
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Once there was a boy who grew in the sun of Marlin, Texas. He, the youngest of four boys, had no end to mischief and merriment. His mom was so ...
I want to be a good friend; a person who's life reflects the love and mystery of a God who is largely Unseen. You can see shimmers of Him in ki...
When I was a kid in the cold war 80s, I was afraid to die. I was also afraid to live. Afraid to let loose the tightly held bou...
My friend, Laura Meyers, posted this blog from India, http://coveringofgrace.wordpress.com/2012/07/24/the-fruit-of-someone-elses-labor/ (click or re...
My friend Rob is a tall man who rides a huge bike under a wide open sky. He is #1 husband to Shehanna, Dad to Mike and Brian; and Friend to ma...
I didn't sleep last night. A lot of people didn't sleep last night. They were up with colicky kids, sick friends, pups that were p...
As I slogged through the rain yesterday (not quite running nor jogging), Madi and Kenan were on my mind. They have swan-dived into their own adven...
It's late. I've got things to do and a cat to bounce off the bed. All afternoon, I've been dinking around. And curious at th...
On this day one year ago... I was finishing up the last bits of cleaning to our empty home before its final sale. Diane, my best fri...
This morning I saw something that reduced me to tears. As I waited for a stoplight to change, I watched an older man of color make his wa...