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Entitled Much?

Not long ago, I re-read Jesus’ parable of “The Prodigal Son” in Luke’s gospel. As often happens with the Bible, something jumped out at me that I’d never noticed before… It was after the Prodigal Son’s (PS’s) Big Brother (BB) … Continue reading

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Tolkien and the Fellowship of the .38 Special

It’s been almost seven years since my dad died, and occasionally I still find a loose end that needs tying up. Case in point: his cheap old revolver that’s been hidden away on a shelf in our closet since we … Continue reading

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Bing! It’s Cherry Season

    The cherries are back, and so is this post from 2011. Oddly, nearly six years later, the post still gets hits. Probably from people who think I’m serious… poor, misguided creatures…     The following post originally appeared … Continue reading

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I’ve Been Hosed!

Not gonna lie… we’re total newbies at having a swimming pool. I mean, we don’t trust ourselves to take care of it, but have professionals maintain the pool lest it end up infested with mold or jellyfish or something. Adding … Continue reading

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Birthday FAIL: or, Why My Husband’s Bicycle Has a Preposterous Name

He already has so many bicycles I can’t keep track of them. What’s one more? That’s what I thought last summer, when Brent showed me an ad for a custom, retro-style Bianchi road bike. His newest bike is also a … Continue reading

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Navigate THIS!

About that trip to Missouri last week… My brother, David, and I drove to the town of Nevada from different directions. Next day, we agreed to each find our way north to Warsaw and meet at the Common Ground Cafe … Continue reading

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