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It is so much easier for me to "see" if I tell a story. This blog is one of the places that happens.

Something was sifting through Traci’s mind as we talked at Bible study.  Then, like water pressing against a dam, it finally broke through.  “If we’re a body of believers,” she said, starting to lean forward, “Shouldn’t we share with each other the stories of God’s goo...

John Denver was right.  Talking to God and hearing His “casual reply” comes easy in the mountains, surrounded by yellow Aspens and fresh air.  Church is a pretty good place for that too.  A well-timed verse in a sermon or a song in worship will move us, and by the time...

Every year, my students and I talk about a boy and a tunnel.  In fact, we draw it.  Either some brave students pick up the colored dry erase markers and show us what they’ve got on the whiteboard, or I torture them with my stick figures and blobs that are supposed to b...

There was a heaviness I couldn’t shake.  Sunlight made its way through the one window in my college dorm room, but that was all I could handle.  I didn’t bother turning on any lights, and as the knots in my stomach twisted tighter, the few steps it would take to fall i...

Kurt held the door to the sanctuary, and we smiled as we passed him, hurrying to our seats.  The sun poured in through the stain glass windows, casting its light on the warm conversation and handshaking.  People came by whispering, “It’s good to see you,” “So glad you...

There’s a closet in an old abandoned house on my grandpa’s ranch.  It’s not a wardrobe leading to Narnia.  There’s no treasure hidden beneath the planks of its scratched and dusty, wood floor, but I love to open it and see what’s inside.  The house itself sits beneath...

There’s a picture on my nightstand of my daughter Hope running.  She’s maybe 3 years old, running full speed, with her golden locks flying in her jet stream.  The sun is shining, and the grass she’s running on with bare feet is a rich green.  It’s a picture of freedom...

Despite the fights that broke out, the air conditioner that struggled through Nevada, and the trash stuffed into every nook and cranny of our minivan, our road trip to California went pretty well. In between Redbox videos and iTunes jam sessions, Deb, the kids and I al...

We’re wired to need dads.  That truth screams at me every day through the eyes of the kids in my classroom.  During the school year on Wednesdays, some high school guys and I circle up some desks, and in between bites of Little Caesar’s pizza, we open our Bibles and ta...

What most people don’t realize when they’re reading a good book is the amount of thought an author puts into the physical setting of a story.  It frames the book and drives the plot, but most of all, it’s the reader’s first introduction to the author. 

My students...

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