The yellow street sign warned: “Stop ahead,” so I tapped my brakes, bringing my car to a complete stop at the intersection. I glanced to my left before releasing the breaks and stepping on the accelerator. Then it hit me. No, it wasn’t another vehicle. It was a series of scenes from the past, swirling …
“The thing I like about the NCAA College Basketball Tournament is that any team can win it all.” I was explaining to my wife why I was standing in front of the TV, eyes glued to the NCAA Tournament and not sitting in my usual place with her watching the evening news. The truth is, …
My wife was doubled over, laughing hysterically at me. And I wasn’t the least bit amused. A recent storm had unhinged the door to the crawl space beneath our house. For a few days, our two Schnauzers, Max and Baylor, had been nervously smelling the floor vents. I finally put my ear to one of …
“One thing about him, when he was there, he was all there.” I was listening to Dr. Gibson Winter, then Professor for Christianity and Society at Princeton Theological Seminary. Dr.Winter had this wonderful way of sharing an aside— an “oh by the way” story— which would invariably have a meaning all to itself, staying in …
“Look for the girl with the broken smile Ask her if she wants to stay awhile And she will be loved” —Maroon 5, “She Will Be Loved” Lowering her eyes, the young lady, still a teenager, turned away, trying to conceal the evidence: But it was unmistakably there. The marks on her face were painful …