Making an initial impression.
Rough, weathered wood, unbending and hard as stone, blocks the brilliant light which once seemed so commonplace. It is dark and stifling inside. Is it possible to forget what a sunny day looked like, how refreshing the sun could be on my face? Are those snatches of brilliance just a taunt, a mocking reminder of … Read more
Sometimes playing pretend is the shortest path to discovering the truth.
Today I quote Skye Jethani because he makes an excellent case for Christians chilling out about how things are going in the world today.
Is Doctor Dolittle’s Push Me Pull You a brilliant metaphor or just a way for Hollywood to give me childhood nightmares? a Inquiring minds want to know.
Scotland’s independence bid is over, so now it’s time to address a phenomena that probably started in Scotland but somehow went horribly awry when it came to the US.
I’m talking about argyle. For full disclosure:
Yes, I lived through the 80s.
Yes, I wore argyle socks.
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