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The Yearly Probe

October 17, 2011

I recently had my yearly physical.  Once you’re over forty, these appointments get complicated and messy. I do realize that men don’t medically go through anything compared to women.  I cannot imagine what it would be like to put my legs up in stirrups once a year to allow a doctor to explore my nether-regions. And the process of giving birth? Forget it. I’d rather pee a golf ball. Until age forty, the worst thing I had to go through at my yearly check-up was a doctor reaching down my underpants and uncomfortably grabbing my stones.  I acknowledge that men

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My Broken Bucket List

September 26, 2011

I hate the term “bucket list.”  It is over used and under engaged. When people tell me their bucket list it usually means the things they fantasizing doing before they die but they will never have enough devotion, doggedness or discipline to accomplish. I do not have a bucket list but I do have a few desires that I hope to accomplish during my short stint on the planet. Some of my desires have been easily fulfilled: Own a Siberian husky (that dog actually saved my life) Live in a cabin in the woods (it was a great place to

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Losing Life through the Lens

August 22, 2011

This summer I visited the Metropolitian Museum of Art in Manhattan. I spent a few hours exploring the museum’s massive religious art collection. I sought to experience how we humans attempt to capture the divine through artistic endeavors; through Greek gods trapped in marble, immense Tiki statues from the South Pacific celebrating the soul-stealing sacrament of head hunting, and modern works from a pluralistic perspective.   I barely scratched the surface of the collection, merely whetting my thirst about what it means to express the spiritual quest for God through paint and canvas, chisel and stone or carving and wood.

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Penuel

August 10, 2011

The shy child with intelligent eyes sat like a statuette as his parents drove him to the large brown building across town. Today was separation day. His parents had used the word ‘preschool’ to explain where they were taking him. The word petrified the boy so much that he thought he might throw up his morning Cheerios. Working up his courage, he barely squeaked out his petition from his car seat in the back of the green station wagon. “I don’t want to go.” The child’s quiet protest remained unheard. His mother and father could not hear him above the

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Nate’s Incoherent Babble

July 30, 2011

Everyone has a doppelganger.  Mine is my friend of ten years, Nate Bostian. When we hang out, we almost always get the “are you guys brothers?” routine. Though our DNA is not compatible, we are brothers in the spiritual sense. Nate describes himself as “a Jesus follower from the Anglican-Episcopal Tribe… but not the blue-eyed, blonde-haired, flag-waving jesus of the “religious right”, nor the non-descript, anything-to-anyone, pansy jesus of the “liberal left”… I follow the miracle-working, life-invading, death-destroying, killed yet risen again, quirky and wonderful God-man, Lord and King proclaimed in Scripture… I often fail at following Him… But He

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Conductors or Conduits

July 25, 2011

I love reading the book of Acts for what it is: a narrative of the first century church and the madcap adventures of a handful of men and women who dared to go wherever the Spirit of God led them. I love that their humanity is touchable.  Though supernatural occurrences happen through them, they are not described in the story as super-human, ultra-holy or the social cream of the crop. These are ordinary folk who came under the influence of a supernatural Being. Fisherman and tax collectors. Doctors and ex-cons. The despised, the unrespected, the unnoticed. Farmers, family men, dedicated

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Surprised by Joyce

July 22, 2011

One of my dearest friends and examples of how to live life to the fullest crossed over to heaven a year ago today.  I wrote this is her honor and felt it was appropriate to repost it today. May you be surprised by Joyce… Seeing old friends after a long absence is to the soul like a Texas summer rainstorm breaking weeks of 3-digit temperatures. At least that is what it felt like to me hugging Joyce and Allen a few weeks ago. Allen and Joyce came into our families life seven years ago. In all time on this planet

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