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A Father, a Son, and a Basketball

November 21, 2013

In January, a young man slammed into a telephone pole. The car was engulfed in flames, and he died. I didn’t know the young man well, but every once in a while he and his father showed up Tuesday and Thursday mornings to play basketball with us at the “Y”. My observation, the father and son had a relationship similar to the one I enjoy with my two boys—and the basketball court played a big role in that relationship. It was a place of shared lessons, emotions, elation, and disappointment. I hadn’t seen the father since that awful day. I…

Time to Go

November 14, 2013

The Episcopalians were in the midst of their orthodox U-turn in the 90’s; they were chucking out doctrine left and right. I recently discovered some humor that floated around some Episcopalian forums and blogs at the time. Self-proclaimed conservative Episcopalians were asking one another, “What do we do now?” The story below was no doubt written by former Episcopalians who were convinced of the denomination’s fall and were left wondering why any remained: Two aged orthodox Episcopal priests knelt side-by-side in the trendy new diocesan cathedral, waiting for their bishop’s Easter service to begin. It commenced with a lonely, eerie…

Get Off Your Horse

November 7, 2013

Assyria was riding high. They were knocking off kingdoms left and right. The northern kingdom of Israel was a recent victim. The southern kingdom of Judah was rightfully worried. Assyria said they were coming after them next. What would Judah do? In their time of great need, to whom would they turn? In a word, Egypt; they were strong, and they didn’t like Assyrians. God wasn’t pleased with their decision: “Ah, stubborn children,” declares the Lord, “who carry out a plan, but not mine, and who make an alliance, but not of my Spirit, that they may add sin to…

A Mini-Van and Table Leaves

November 1, 2013

It was a nice family; a mom, a dad, a son, and a daughter. Mom and Dad thought they always would have a larger family, but they were thankful for the two children God had given them. Then, unexpectedly, Mom got pregnant. Dad had a nephew who needed a home. Son had a friend who was homeless. Daughter had petitioned the family to adopt for years and heard about a child who was bouncing around in foster care just cleared for adoption. The family had a meeting. They had wanted more sitting around the dinner table. What would happen, though,…

Mud, Slobber, and Snot

October 18, 2013

This is Joel’s third year of cross-country. We’ve enjoyed his many meets and the culture of distance running. There’s much to admire about the typical cross-country kid. He generally doesn’t have an ego—there are few fans. He generally isn’t the greatest athlete—the skillset required is that you can run. He generally isn’t too mindful of his opponent—the course, the clock, and his PR (personal record) more his combatant than other runners. The 5k race (3.1 miles) is run in all kinds of weather over all kinds of courses; which often means rocks, holes, puddles, and mud are adversaries. And let’s…

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