Steve was reading to Jack tonight before bed and they found themselves in the story of Jesus walking on water. Jack asked, “what’s he doing?” Steve answered, “He’s walking on water.” Which made Jack ponder a bit and say, “It looks like he’s standing on the water. How’d he do that?” “It’s a miracle!” Then Jack smirked and nodded and…
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Today I commit to getting it all pulled together. There are thousands of pages written down. Decades of journals, outlines, individual thoughts and attempts to write the book.
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My reticular activator might be offline for maintenance. Perhaps it’s “normal” for us to have what seems like obvious connections in our deeper mind and heart but we ourselves don’t intellectually see the connection until our reticular activator gets the message…. sometime much later. Which probably isn’t technically how the RA works. Hmmm. I know I have certain realities tucked…
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was the day she died. stand by while I regain my equilibrium.
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Two Sisters Both 45 years old. There’s a delightful story as to how one family can have two sisters both 45 and not twins. It’s a good one. It’s mom-marrying-uncle and we’re not from Kentucky (because people have asked). That’s more for later. It’s about two sisters who were cousins and childhood pals. The little ones. Among eleven kids, they…
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A train from Detroit to Chicago in 1955. A transatlantic passenger ship from Liverpool to Ellis Island in the same year. Each of these simple, everyday passages carried a young, scared teenager who would soon come together to establish life’s direction for another generation of people. Today, I can touch the words that were entered on the ship’s log as…
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People often ask “how do we know what God wants for our life?” I tell the stories about how my life has transformed into new depths of peacefulness as well as more genuine excitement and NO-FAIR!-awesome opportunities. New friends nod with some assumption that it’s always been that way. “What a nice life. You’ve done well.” Nope. I’ve been rescued. …
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What do you need God to shatter? What are we afraid to lose ? Will we ask Him, and allow Him to shatter that which we hold as obstacles to our true growth? It might hurt. It might mean we lose C O N T R O L of our moment. But it will mean that we will experience supernatural…
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PLANS WELL MADE It’s somewhere between 4 and 5am and we’re camping. Actually we’re staging ourselves for an early arrival to the Wheatland Music festival that starts tomorrow and we’re on Take #9 of trying to beat the morning queue. We rented the same reliable 35’ trailer we’ve used for a few years (which we now consider ours) and we…
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My life has had so many new chapters that the volumes would fill an entire mental hospital – physically. The paper itself. And the actual written content of the paper might fill up a mental hospital with the doctors trying to solve my insanity that’s revealed throughout the endless journals. The particular height of insanity in the year proceeding the…
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We did it. All kids are all in school. Even, presumably, the two in college; and the tallest one who’s in North Carolina. I now sit with this moment that I’ve projected tasks into for weeks. “When school starts I will have more structured time to get done what I need to get done.” Often said in the context of…
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My precious mother-in-law sent an email this morning with a link to a famous and stirring video by AndiesIsle and as I watched it, the enormous gift of her constant love wove through my insides like a living, breathing vine. As parents, we give bits of ourselves to our children from the moment they are conceived, and every day throughout…
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Today. Eldest son got his long-coveted tattoo. He’s in Portland now, safe and sound. Ready to start Year Two of Multnomah University and Season Two of college basketball. While these all spin away from my reach, I am grateful for the always visible hand of our Lord – and a solid knowledge that I have done my best so far. …
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It’s August. It must be spring. And why not! We’re heading into a week of vacation, coming out of a season of redefining “intentional” ( how intentional are we really?). Let’s celebrate renewal … and another opportunity to begin. Today. Tomorrow Eldest Son leaves for his road trip back to the U in Portland, and the excitement for the adventure,…
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How can this be? Flooded with a new blessing. Understanding grace as it overcomes me with a love and forgiveness undeserved. Gifts of love on this earth that shock me with joy. Each time I feel a new sense of my on weakness(es!), I am simultaneously washed with the blood – the unmistakable and unfathomable love of God. I see…
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Jack sits and draws diligently on a star-shaped sticky note to add to our collection on the window. He’s thankful for COOKIES. Can I have one more? He is softly singing, “Let the Glory of the Lord” as he writes down his thank-you thoughts. As we wait for the last batch of chocolate chip cookies to finish in the oven,…
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I was able to convince my family to an evening on the beach. Steal away. Drive 48 minutes. Eat food we wouldn’t tolerate any other place. And we were rewarded with feet in the sand, warm water and a gentle breeze on the shore of this majestic fresh water Great Lake. We all caught sight of a Tall Ship…
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Four weeks ago she buried her daddy. A glorifying and Godly-gentle passing of his earthly life into the life we all feebly imagine. Natural and blessed, he went after a long life of honest, beautiful, unconditional, limitless love. But it still hurts. She has always been His Little Girl. His only littlest Little Girl. Throughout the heart-pain of saying Good…
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Parker Palmer teaches: In “Living The Contradictions” we refuse to flee from tension but allow it to occupy the center of our life. And why would anyone walk this difficult path? Because in doing so we may receive one of the great gifts of life – the transformation of contradiction into paradox. The poles of either/or, the choices we…
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