Month: November 2013

In the Boathouse

I love driving through the countryside of southeast Alabama.  It’s a land of gentle, rolling hills, and vast fields — this time of year either white with cotton, or being home to cattle grazing.  Rivers run through the land, and fish-filled lakes and ponds… Continue Reading “In the Boathouse”

Laughter In The Aisles

I went to the store this week to purchase a few items.  While walking down one of the aisles I came across a father and his teenage son.  They had taken something from a shelf to look at it.  I didn’t pay attention to… Continue Reading “Laughter In The Aisles”

Icy Winds And Rattling Doors

I arrived back in Alabama this week at the home of my mother.   It didn’t feel that cold the day I arrived, but the day after, cold, gusty winds appeared and temperatures plummeted.  I walked outside, and was happy to get back in… Continue Reading “Icy Winds And Rattling Doors”

Observing Grief

For the Christian, handling grief has been misunderstood — by other Christians.  I have met Christians who somehow manage to brush aside all sorrow with a sweeping declaration that we must rejoice and give thanks in all things.  I cautiously suggest that these well-meaning… Continue Reading “Observing Grief”

When Fear Distorts Our Vision

I visited a woman this week with terrible eyesight.  She wears glasses so thick they resemble the bottoms of coke bottles.  These glasses give her some vision but everything she sees is blurry to her eyes.  In her physical world, life is distorted. The… Continue Reading “When Fear Distorts Our Vision”

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