Commotion at Eastwood MetroPark

There had been nothing special about her. Nothing that would have caused me to take note of her. Only that she walked toward me along the left side of the path (her left, my right), so I had to move to my left to pass her. I remember she was tall and hadn't appeared to…

Less Like … More Like …

Some nine years ago I sat on a weight bench at the Wolf Creek YMCA in Toledo listening to some new music by Sara Groves. (Has it really been nine years that I've been working out? I really should be in much better shape.) The opening song to her All Right Here is "Less Like Scars,"…

The Friendship and the Fear

A repeated theme in Proverbs is the personification of wisdom, how she calls out inviting the simple into understanding. We live in the information age, yet for many, wisdom is elusive. With the Internet, there are boundless opportunities for learning, but there is also the proliferation of inaccuracy. Wisdom still calls.

Posthumous Letters

Several years ago I was packing my bags for an international flight, a trip that would take me to Guatemala, and I felt I needed to write Cindy and the girls a letter. Three letters, one each to be read in case something fatal happened to me.

Yes to the Dress #4 – The Sound of Someone Trying

I wrote back in the spring about the seven churches I’ve been a part of. What I didn’t write then is that to varying degrees I was wounded at those churches. (I’m sure I did some wounding myself, but I tend not to remember that.) Looking back I realize now that I left each church with just a little more resentment towards my fellow saints. This continued to build until I could no longer ignore it.

Dressed by the Buckle

A few days ago I stopped at a mall in search of Brookstone. I always liked the tech gadgets you could find there, but it had apparently closed down since the last time I'd visited. So instead I looked in a few of the stores for some jeans. ... You can easily drop $100 at places like Abercrombie & Fitch, Express, and the Gap. I couldn't. At least not so easily. But I learned at the Buckle, though, that they would alter any jeans I'd purchased from them. Thus, I will have reached my quest for a 31-inch inseam.