Tag: Kansas City
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Same… But Different
I’ve been putting off writing this post for a number of reasons. The chief reason is that I really am trying to keep this blog from becoming a “grief and loss” blog. The secondary reason is that I have been feeling a big loss and trying to convince myself it’s silly to still have these…
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The Memories We Leave Behind
Years ago, there was an older gentleman near my neighborhood who began going on nighttime walks with a dog that, to my eyes as I drove by at 40 miles per hour, seemed to be hobbling. One night as I drove by, I was shocked to discover the dog only had 3 legs. I’m not…
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Beef jerky grief
Last week, June 14, was the 10-year anniversary of my dad’s death. I felt fine leading up to the day and even after my uncle and grandpa arrived in town for the weekend. My uncle, grandpa and I went to Manhattan, Kansas, and for the first time in 10 years, I visited my dad’s gravesite.…
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Deja Vu…
Today we had a family dinner. We try to have one about every month or so. I love when we have them on Sundays because Sundays were always the “family day” growing up. We would go to church in the morning and then the rest of the day was usually spent with just the four…
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Do I Surrender All?
Happy New Year!The Lord has prevented me from posting until now, and I’m only posting this for my own posterity and not really for anyone else’s. As is usually the case with the turn of a calendar year, I began with some goals in mind. Achievable, but not so easy that I would have them…
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Finishing Well
Today I did something I really never thought I’d do: I “retired” from running. What does that mean? Well, it really means that, for the foreseeable future, I will no longer be enrolling in races like this. The above certificate is from the Plaza 10K event in Kansas City, Missouri. This was my second time…
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I Speak Jesus
This blog has been a few years in the works… since even before I had this blog. The Lord finally gave me the release to write it, so we get to see how this goes together. My brother and I grew up in a Christian household. Our parents got saved when we were both very…
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You’ll Always Be…
I know I’ve talked about my bestest friend, Esther, before, and I’m sure you all remember. We started going to our church’s Bible school at the same time and sat next to each other on the first day. She forgot her Bible and was called on to read a passage. I passed her my Bible…
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