God’s Ever

My Schnauzer, Max, is standing alone in the backyard. Watching him, I wonder, “Why is that dog howling, crying like a little kid who suddenly realizes his momma is no longer standing right next to him, thinking she has left him forever, when in fact—she is just behind the clothes rack a few feet away?” …

Old Clothes

“We finally paid someone to take that OU jacket of yours,” my friend, Mike, teased. His message was attached to a photo of the buyer proudly wearing the crimson and cream jacket with the OU logo. “Boomer Sooner!” I texted back. Our church was having a yard sale to raise money for “Operation Christmas Child.” …