Here I am at the top of the mountain about to tip myself off the edge. You’d have to be insane to attempt what I’m about to do. But here we go. I’m steeling my nerves, pushing off with my ski poles, and facing my destiny. I may not come out of this alive, butContinue reading “A Song for the Ski Slopes”
Category Archives: Personal Stories
A Hard Story to Hear
It’s late on a Monday night. I’m tired, but I’m finishing up a few dishes before heading to bed when I hear a sound that I don’t like to hear late at night. It’s the sound of the boys’ room door opening. Normally, that sound means one of the boys will be asking for aContinue reading “A Hard Story to Hear”
Accidental First Date
Sitting in the bleachers, I’m beginning to think I’ll be watching the game alone. That’s ok, I guess, but I didn’t really come to see the game. It’s not that I don’t like basketball. Basketball’s fine. But there’s a reason that junior-high girls basketball doesn’t air on prime time TV. Please understand, junior-high girls’ basketballContinue reading “Accidental First Date”
For Starters
I love my kids. I love them more than I can possibly put into words. But sometimes, having a babysitter feels like just about the best thing in the world. On this particular August day, life is good. My wife and I have a babysitter which means it’s just us and our daughter. We’re gettingContinue reading “For Starters”
Good Eyes
I was so excited the day I got it. Looking back, it wasn’t much to look at, but I thought it was beautiful and I just knew it was going to change my life. It was black and boxy with silver accents. A decal on the front touted its features. It boasted a mind-blowing 3.2Continue reading “Good Eyes”
Brighter Lights
My son Aaron was two years old. Two is a fun age. A kid starts to really be able to communicate. Their curiosity and personality start to show up in spades, and one of my favorite parts about that age is that their sense of wonder is astronomical. The smallest and simplest things are deeplyContinue reading “Brighter Lights”
My Exempla
It was a normal Sunday at my church. As we do once every month, we were sharing the Lord’s Supper, something I have done… I don’t know know how many dozens of times before. But one thing was different this time. I was struck by the meaning of the occasion in a way I neverContinue reading “My Exempla”
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