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"No longer do I claim to believe in the god of the Sunday songs, but I cannot seem to stay away from his house." Jo...
I've missed you, folks. It's been a few weeks since I showed up around here. Your world has continued to spin and life continued to...
Some things knock the wind out of us, pillage our pride, jump all over our post toasties, and challenge our faith. Usually, we get ba...
Yesterday, as I looked for the puppy's chewy-ball, I heard a horrible noise and looked in time to see a large touring motorcycle fl...
I'm sitting in Starbucks...avoiding the very thing that I need to do - finish a resumé update. It's all there, ...
wrecked.org I love the tag-line for Wrecked.org, “when life as you know it doesn’t work anymore.” Aren’t we al...
The Princess Bride is keeping me company in this rather solemn night. A bit of brevity after a hell-of-a-week. I appreciate the emoti...
Stunned. Quiet. Speechless. Weeping. Where are you, God? Oh-I see. Operating in the best of human agency people running grieving ...
Today is Wednesday...all day long. It's a time-machine Wednesday; one that wants to go back and live like Monday. You know Monday: ...
Study the picture to the right. Scrunch up your face, get really close to the screen - grab a magnifier if you have to - and read the copy bene...
