Several years ago I shared a scenario where going from first to last was a good thing. Since we’ve gone from the first day of 2021 to almost the last day (as I write this it’s December 30), I think it’s appropriate to share it again. Imagine you’re a runner in the 1 mile event at the track and field … The rest of the story…
Imagine getting gift of gold just for being born. And some frankincense and myrrh oil, too. It sounds like an awesome way to get started in life. And for regular ol’ humans, like you and me, it would be. But what if your birth was foretold? And I mean hundreds and even thousands of years before you were born. That gift … The rest of the story…
My Grandmother wouldn’t drop it. She probably mentioned it to me every time I saw her. But it was because she loved me enough to try and keep me out of the briars and thorns in life. Finally, when I was thirteen, I saw the sign my Grandmother talked about all the time. And, at last, the sign made sense … The rest of the story…
Imagine flying up into the the far reaches of the sky. And imagine it happens so fast everybody thinks you just disappeared. Suddenly you’re like a nursery rhyme. Twinkle twinkle, there you go. Would that be the coolest thing or what?! What’s that you say? It sounds silly? Childlike? Ridiculous? Well, I’ll see your silly, childlike, ridiculous notion and raise … The rest of the story…
Back in 1976, I got to see a farewell concert by Loggins and Messina. It was in the Uptown Theater in Kansas City. A very cool venue which seated only about 2000 people. They had been a duo for a while. And they wanted to go their own creative ways. The Bellamy Brothers were their opening act. And you might … The rest of the story…
If you’re a Christian, conservative type of person, you might be feeling enemies at the gate right about now. And if you’re not, it’s either because you keep your light under a basket, or they just haven’t gotten to you, yet. But fair warning. There WILL be enemies at the gate. Once you live beyond your childhood you acquire enemies. … The rest of the story…
I remember driving across Kansas on I-70, headed to college in Manhattan (the little Apple, not the big one). And every so often I’d pass a sign that said something like, “One Kansas farmer feeds 27 people.” I can’t say, for sure, the number was 27. But it somewhere in that range. But nowadays those signs say something like 257 … The rest of the story…