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100-Word Stroll for 4/21/17: 86ing THE GUESSWORK GROOVE
Psalm 62:8 says it: “So trust Him absolutely, people; lay your lives on the line for Him. God is a safe place to be.” The Resurrection of Jesus guarantees that for the Christian there’s no such thing as NEVER. No guesswork groove. Hope exists right in the face of human hopelessness . . . Jesus died. … Continue reading
100-Word Stroll, 11/21/16: INSIDE THE WRAPPER
My racing thoughts came to a tire-smoking NASCAR stop. I backed up and read it again. It read the same way. The cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. I thunk thoughts. Bad coffee doesn’t become good by using nicer cups. Washed, polished crystal can’t transform mediocre coffee. Anyone with some pride tries to … Continue reading
Granger: ELECTILE DISFUNCTION
“PSSSHEWWWwww!” Granger silently sipped his fresh-brewed Peet’s Big Bang medium roast, watching the play of conflicting emotions on his younger friend’s face. Few things got to the sheriff’s deputy to the point he was speechless; Sparks had served two arduous tours in Afghanistan, survived and returned to put his experience and work ethic to good use … Continue reading
Q(uiet) T(ime) M(using)s, 10/13/16: I’M SIDING WITH GOD, HERE
I choose to believe the Bible’s version of things: not my favorite theoposition of things, but what God actually has to say about them and about us all. Faith’s enemies get louder and harsher in condemning ‘those evangelical conservatives’ as if staring in revulsion at crows chowing down on a roadkill rabbit’s three-day-old carcass. It happens every … Continue reading
100-Word Stroll for 9/9/16: DRIFT WOULD
“You! I demand you immediately forsake everything you believe!” That wouldn’t work. But drift would. It always does. Ed had sheep. I’d never been around them and was curious, so I watched them, moseying, grazing all in a group. One whom I’ll call Ewevonne jerked her head up, staring at Nothing. For miles, lots of Nothing. … Continue reading
100-Word Stroll for 8/8/16: DO UNTO OTHERS, YADDA YADDA
Bedtime for the kids, “at-last” time for Sarah. Boyish yelling bounced her up and running to find Tim’s two-year-old sister tightly gripping a handful of the five-year-old’s hair. Gently removing hair from the little girl’s grip, she responded in fluent PC. Soft, reasoning “I’m-your-friend” tones. “We didn’t mean it, did we, honey?” To Tim: “She doesn’t understand that hurts.” … Continue reading
QTMs for 7/7/16: BIG DADDY IS DEFINITELY WATCHING YOU
The Police: Every breath you take and every move you make Every bond you break, every step you take, I’ll be watching you Every single day and every word you say Every game you play, every night you stay, I’ll be watching you I’ll be watching you Every breath you take and every move you … Continue reading
QTMs for 5/6/16: THE MOTHER TIME BUILT
“You have the coolest parents!” Do you have any idea how desperately I tried to keep my friends from knowing my parents? Really meeting them and letting them, like, talk? Even the thought of my dad and mom’s dull, blunt monochrome style t-boning our world’s brilliance and sharded, bursting colors left me in paroxysms of horror, … Continue reading
QTMs for 3/28/16: “JUST SAYIN’.”
He’s still on duty. The angel? Tomb with “Vacancy” lit? Yeah, the angel, he’s still there. Well, one of them is. It’s permanent duty, so they rotate. You like historical markers, right? Well, there’s one about 8 yards over to the right of the Tomb, brown sign, white posts and lettering. Official. It reads: All four gospel … Continue reading