The unending in-between

The unending in-between

Today is already Day 38 of the 40 days Jesus spent with his disciples before going home to his Father. The clock is ticking unbeknownst to this excited band of followers who are still getting accustomed to having him back. Even at this late hour, all are eagerly...
Ducks all in a row

Ducks all in a row

Dominoes was a popular game at our house, first double sixes, then double twelves, then colored-pip double twelves. Somehow along the way, I heard about standing the tiles on end, one after the other, then knocking the first one into the second, and watching the whole...
We hear the clock ticking

We hear the clock ticking

Waiting impacts our precious commodity called time. Nothing makes us more jittery than when we sense its waste. And because we value time on a par with gold bullion, non-productivity can seem the equivalent of a personal bank heist. So, pity help the one who appears...
Is it safe to come in?

Is it safe to come in?

My family has one. Yours, too. And your neighbors. And your church (then and now). And companies you’ve worked for. What is it? A feeling, something you sense when you first walk through the door, or in the case of someplace you’ve worked, something you discern little...
Clothed From On High

Clothed From On High

We’re probably all familiar with the story of the Emperor who had an ego/wardrobe problem. His subjects were mostly pre-convinced of the beauty of his new, exotic raiment and therefore unwilling to admit to the scandalous truth of his bared ‘royalty.’ The oohs and...
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