Category: (Christian)
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Drifting With Granny
I will never forget the late summer afternoon when my crazy Granny Tharpe proved that she was ahead of her time by having the top part of her left ear pierced. You know, just like all of the young folks do today. Only Granny did it way back in the mid-sixties long before it was… Read more
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Off The Beaten Path
I half expected to run headlong into a woolly mammoth. The little valley I found myself in actually appeared to be that untouched, that pristine. It was early May several years ago when I first discovered this treasure. I had noticed something on the map that intrigued me. So I figured the coordinates, picked up… Read more
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The Haitian Boy
When I first stepped off of the little plane, the blast of tropical heat mixed with the underlying acrid odor of post-earthquake Haiti hit me like a brick wall. I had prepared myself for this but for once the reality was stronger than the anticipation, and a wave of fear went through me as the… Read more
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Great Uncle Wilkie’s Light
Let me tell you a bit about my Great Uncle Wilkie. First and foremost though, let me make it clear that he was my great uncle by marriage. If I was blood kin to him, I would never admit it for fear of being banned from proper society. Uncle Wilkie was indeed one of the… Read more
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Dear Mom
It has been over twenty five years now since you left us. It seems like yesterday. I remember the last time I saw those emerald green eyes of yours looking into mine. As you drifted off into your final sleep, I hugged you and while looking in those eyes that had watched over me for… Read more
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Tāšu
I sat a little back from the group, watching. My chair had one front leg a bit shorter than all of the others, so I had to lean back on two legs to keep motion sickness at bay. This set me back just enough to observe without interfering too much. It gave me the proper… Read more
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“Don’t Be Afraid”
As the dawn breaks and the mocking birds sing one last chorus of praise in the night; the morning breeze brushes your cheek and the scent of wisteria mixed with just a hint of yellow jasmine comes to you on the air. The mockers grow silent as a menagerie of their fellows take up the… Read more
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The Venerable Old Cedar
If any of Eden remains, it can be found in the western quadrant of the Smoky Mountains somewhere along the hiking trails that hover above a place that goes by the name of Cades Cove. As a child my family would make the trek up to the Smokies every other year or so, and the… Read more
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Steppen’ Out
Angel sat across from me in the old open air passenger jeep as we tore through the streets of Cali, Colombia. The jeep had a brand new coat of candy apple red paint adorning its sides, but try as he might, the driver couldn’t hide the battle scars and near misses that traced their way… Read more
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Trespassers Will Be Fed To The Hogs
“Didn’t you see the signs, son? What are you doing in my yard?” “What sign?” I stammered. He was 250 pounds, if he was an ounce, and he didn’t look particularly thrilled at my being there. “The sign that says, ‘Trespassers will be fed to the hogs.’” He paused to let that sink in. His… Read more