An ode to a school long forgotten…

An ode to a school long forgotten…

An ode to a school long forgotten… During yesterday’s dry, lazy, hot Saturday afternoon, I drove east on Route 80 in east Texas through the gently rolling piney woods on the outskirts of Marshall, Texas. The highway changes names several times.  On the east side of...
Sin? A white-knuckle grip wont help…

Sin? A white-knuckle grip wont help…

Sin? A white-knuckle grip wont help… “I struggle with sin.”  We all say it.  Im saying it right now.  But what does that mean exactly?   Does it mean we stare it down like a contest but we always blink first?  Does it mean we war against it or just shrug our shoulders...
Monsters to be named

Monsters to be named

Monsters to be named   No noise could ever save me from the voice inside my head; from the nightmares in my closet and the monsters under bed. One by one, I see them come: the monsters to be named. They stand and fall, they walk and crawl, here I am afraid. I see...
The “Great Drewzini”

The “Great Drewzini”

The “Great Drewzini” In 6th grade I was the Great Drewzini. My travelling magic show was quite in demand on the neighborhood birthday circuit.  I left the crowds in awe and mystified with my Chinese Rice Bowls, Linking Rings, and card tricks. There were always three...
…walking in grace

…walking in grace

…walking in grace I joked to her about wanting to have a piece of candy from her easter basket.  She looked at me for a moment and replied, “no…but I will give you a hug.”  Wow.  That will preach. What a reflection of God’s grace.  We ask God for what we want, He...