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While some sins may seem inconsequential at the time or may seem private and personal, Christians must always be mindful of the consequences of sin and the ensuing darkness, and not just consequences to themselves, but also to those around them and to those who come after them. . . .
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Some of you may have already read it, but my short story, The Enchanted Doorknob, was published on Altarwork.com today. If you have a few minutes, please check out the Altarwork site and provide feedback on the post there. Here is the link:
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My short story, Parachutes Upon the Wind, was published on Altarwork.com yesterday. If you have a few minutes, please check out the Altarwork site and provide feedback on the post there.
Social media and cable news are abuzz with diatribes and vitriol over the 2016 Presidential Election. If you support the Taz, apparently you are a racist, a liar, a misogynist, and a demagogue.
If you support Yosemite Sam, then apparently you are corrupt, a liar and a murderer . . .
and you REALLY love pant suits.
Continue reading “A Christian Response to the 2016 Presidential Election”
[Re-posting the following with some updates.]
The following are a few tips for WordPress.com newbies that I had to find by trial and error:
Continue reading “15 WordPress.com Tips for Newbies (Updated)”
Guilty! Guilty! Lock her up!
The crowd’s chanting cut her to the bone.
With a trembling hand, she tucked her black hair behind her ear and stared at the ground, shame repelling eye contact with her accusers, whose judgmental stares traveled long along the haughty nose.
Guilty! Guilty! Lock her up!
His burden was heavy, but if he could just get to the black ribbon, things would be better. Great things happened on the black ribbon, at least that’s what was promised, and it was time great things happened to him.
With slow and deliberate steps, he eased his way through the underbrush, which snagged and pulled at his bulky body. Everything he owned he bore upon his back, which was not much, and for that, at that moment, he was thankful. And yet, for not having much, he was seduced by discontent, and the ribbon whispered hypnotically to him.
Having just returned from a weekend lacrosse tournament in Asheville, NC, rabid and obnoxious sports parents are imprinted on my mind.
You know the type . . . the parents who . . .
He has figured me out, I think. His hasty escape to the other side of the street betrays him; his soul laid bare through his nervous peripheral glances. He’s busy. If I had a family and demanding job, I might not have time for the likes of me either, I suppose. If I see him again, I might ask him. Wonder if he will look me in the eye?
The following is a response from a 16-year old to my Prickly Parenting post. After she gave some feedback, I asked her if she would be willing to share her perspective on behalf of teens, and she graciously agreed! And without arguing! 🙂
As a parent, do you ever feel prickly?
Merriam-Webster defines “prickly” as “covered with prickles.”
Two prickly creatures that come to mind are the puffer fish . . .
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