A Very Present Photograph

I just returned from Italy, the land of good food, large gatherings, and plentiful hand gestures for communication. I had a delightful time. Va bene. I traversed hundreds of miles via planes, trains and automobiles. I hoofed dozens of miles with my own two feet. I witnessed literally centuries of history: People, places, vistas, monuments. And in…

Internal Daylight Savings

No, I’m not dead. No, I haven’t decided to live off the grid. No, I haven’t eloped. February was just a blur.  Traveling, speaking, multiple illnesses, and a twenty-mile race can make a month very tight and very exhausting. I feel like I am just now able to process all that happened in February. Like my…

Elephantine Ineptitude

I consider myself a crafty person — in all senses of the word. But recently I was upstaged. Bamboozled. Perplexed. By an iron on elephant. A friend of mine, Sierra, commended offhandedly that she would love to have an elephant. (I believe this was after taking her nephews to the circus as she does not…

Parsing Struggles

When discussing sin and struggles, the tense of the verb matters. I’ve heard loads of testimonies over the years and it seems that most people speak about their struggles in the past tense. They say things like, “When I first became a Christian, I struggled with/was addicted to/ was beset with _______.” We, as the…

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