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“I Had All the Answers”

“When I was twenty-four years old, I was pretty sure I had all the answers.”

So said one of my dearest and, I think, wisest friends. He’s the kind of guy I always enjoy talking to, not least because…

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Thinking About Foolishness and Fools

Months ago, I jotted down a few words about, well, fools. It was probably a foolish thing to do, likely motivated by my foolishly reading too much news. But here’s what I wrote.

“We all at times play the…

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Flat Tires and Some Perspective

Flat tires. I don’t know anyone who enjoys them.

Does anyone enjoy the raucous rumble of tire rubber flapping against the road and your vehicle’s fender wells?

Do you relish the opportunity to make the suddenly crucial decision as…

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Driftwood and Eyes That See

Driftwood.

One person’s trash is another person’s treasure. For my mother, driftwood was treasure. She was a country girl, born and raised in Coke County, Texas, and I remember that, even after she’d been grown and married and had…

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Of the Counting of Many Words

No surprise, I enjoy words. I am amazed that, in the English language equipped with an alphabet of 26 letters, those letters can be combined to create hundreds of thousands of words. And that brings up an interesting topic.

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Problems with Possession Proliferation

Possessions and proliferation. Two “p” words, each beginning with “p” as in “problem.”

For the first to be last and the last to be first—a biblical concept for sure—I begin with “proliferation.”

I’m not talking about nuclear proliferation. That…

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Honoring Those Whose Work Honors Christ

I have often found myself in need of a clever quotation and am happy to report that the internet usually makes such a search relatively simple.

If one is looking for a pithy turn of phrase, a quick search for…

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“In the Bleak Mid-winter”

“In the bleak mid-winter / Frosty wind made moan,” writes the English poet Christina Rossetti in her 1872 poem.

The poem, which she called “A Christmas Carol,” is one we usually call by its first line, as we do the…

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Thinking About a Non-riddle Riddle

Where do you find a good riddle when you need one? On at least two recent occasions as I’ve begun writing this column, I’ve wished I could begin by grabbing a good riddle and deftly tucking it in to…

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“When the Time Had Fully Come”

In the Old Testament book of Ecclesiastes, the wise man wrote many things that will tax most people’s wisdom. Trying to understand is worth the effort. But I most often find myself gravitating to his words in Ecclesiastes 3…

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“I’m Thinking About My Mother”

I’m thinking right now about my mother, and I’m not sure why.

Oh, I think of Mom often, of course, and that’s no surprise. It’s not just that without Mom, I would not be breathing. (You come to this…

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In a Dark Night, God’s Stars Are Still Real

Long-suffering readers of this column know that I care about and try to focus on the traditional foundational truths of Christianity, but one of my deep beliefs is that truth is truth wherever it is found, and all of…

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