Dancing Shoes

A child in beat-up shoes

  These are my dancing shoes. They don’t look much like your child’s dancing shoes, do they? Your child’s dancing shoes are all mirror-shiny patent with taps sparking their soles. Or satiny ballet slippers tied on with long sleek ribbons. But these shoes make me dance, all the same. Where I live, we have this shallow, shallow stream. And […]


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Comfort, Baked: How a Casserole Becomes Famous

food at a potluck

It Started at Shipmates When I was a small child, my family worshiped at First Congregational UCC in San Bernardino. Our parents belonged to Shipmates, a couples’ fellowship. Many of my most enduring memories of that congregation stem from Shipmates-instigated activities. Notable among these events were Pal Week (a secret-friend type weeklong adventure that must remain […]


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Weekend Reflection: The Still Waters

Canyon stream

Today We Mourn With Those Who Mourn The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. 2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. 3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. 4 Yea, though I walk […]


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Hope, Hunger, and Friendly Sharks

child in ocean on inflatable shark

  What Hope Can Do “A friendly shark and an ocean to keep him in.” That’s what grandson Cadence was hoping to receive as a birthday gift  when he was about to turn three.  It’s a wish born of privilege, isn’t it? Thanks be to God, all the things my grandkids hope for are birthed in […]


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Esmeralda, and How She May Save (Or Wreck) My Marriage

onboard navigation system

  What’s A Tool Worth?  I get perverse pleasure from arguing with the GPS system that’s built right in to our new car. Maybe I need a support group. Or an intervention. I really don’t know. Here’s the thing. When Esmeralda and I argue (yes, I’ve named her. Is that weird?), eventually, I get my way. Sure, […]


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