There's a story in every life and a life in every story
Time is a funny thing.
Sometimes it goes slow. Sometimes it goes by in a blink.
We think we have all of the time in the world, but we are guaranteed only this moment.
I’ve been jarred by the reality of how brief life really is on more than one occasion.
One such reminder came while I took notes on a high school basketball game.
I haven’t looked at life the same way since.
You don’t know me, but I’m your brother.
I’m sorry about The Doobie Brothers reference.
Anyway, recently — on a Sunday after church — I went for a walk. Continue reading “You don’t know me, but I’m your brother”
This story begins in a pool hall and ends in a goat pen.
The middle is quite messy. Continue reading “I just paid to sweat a lot”
When I think about angels, wings, robes and haloes come to mind.
There are, however, angels who keep their haloes hidden. Continue reading “About angels”
Shortly after I woke up this morning, the news hit me like a ton of bricks. Continue reading “Finishing the fight”
The first few days of 2015 have already brought their own triumphs and tragedies. Continue reading “New year, new lessons”
July was a roller coaster of a month — full of ups and downs — so it should be fun to look back. Continue reading “A look back on a weird month”
I know I posted about my Pawpaw yesterday, but when you live 83 years and have as much wisdom as he did your life is full of stories. I thought I’d share one more. Continue reading “Being prepared for anything”
Each year of my recent existence, my Pawpaw entrusted me with one simple but important job. Continue reading “A life well lived”
The story should have ended differently. Continue reading “Happy Birthday, Anne Frank”
