I stood behind the mic. Opened my mouth and began to let the words flow. About half-way in, it happened! A speaker’s worst nightmare: the memory lapse. I could not recall what word was to come next. I paused. I repeated. Then moved on to a part I could remember. I placed the mic back…
By the time I was in middle school, it was official: I needed braces. It was bad enough to need them and it was psychologically petrifying to need them but not be in a position to get them. Such was the case for me. I went through middle school and high school with tartar build-up,…
A friend and I decided to meet up for lunch on our college campus one day. I could hardly wait. I was bursting at the seams with an overwhelming eagerness to share some information about a mutual colleague. Mind you, it was the type of information I would not dare share if the person about…
Confession: I oftentimes roll my eyes when I hear people from previous generations go on and on and on about “the good ol’ days.” I just read Judges chapter 19. This grotesque series of events involving a Levite and his concubine have me convinced the “good ol’ days” must have started after 1000 BC, when…
My daughter recently went on a field trip with her kindergarten class to a butterfly exhibit at The Museum of Natural Science. She came back and shared an interesting fact, which has resonated with me ever since. She learned that monarch butterflies take advantage of the updrafts of warm air, called “thermals” and glide as…
You have a desire that has gone unmet. You see everyone else walking through opened doors while you ice the bruises left by all the doors slammed in your face. Why can’t you get a good job, marry a great spouse, or have a cute baby? Why can’t your health be up to par, your…
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