Even Ted Cruz & Rick Perry Couldn’t Ruin Our Weekend

Paul has been working six days a week since arriving, so a whole weekend off together was a treat. Sunday was already spoken-for, so we decided to spend Saturday exploring downtown Columbia. We found a great parking spot, hopped out of the car and saw this: Not only was it move-in weekend for college kids, …

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Love & Loss & Mustard Seeds

Like a stubborn child and reaching for the book of matches after being warned not to, I can almost always reach back into the cluttered recesses of my brain where Love and Loss is stored and blow flame back into some diminished coal of pain or longing, but I generally don't. Therapy, time, and experience teach …

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Guns, Guns, Guns

Several years ago and completely on a lark, I joined several other members of my church at a gun range in Dallas and we all went through Concealed Handgun License (CHL) training. We dubbed ourselves the Episcoposse and occasionally got together at the range (Tuesday is Ladies night!). I particularly enjoyed shredding Zombie and Osama bin …

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Two-a-Days & Schadenfreude

The kids are back in school, though football players have probably been on two-a-days for several weeks, because athleticism takes practice. It takes practice and study to build strong muscles and as it turns out, also character. None of this is news, but it seems I am capable of going long stretches of time willfully …

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Social Media: Taking Gossip to a Whole New Level

One Sunday, the text from Ephesians contained, "... let all of us speak the truth to our neighbors, for we are members of one another. Be angry but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not make room for the devil. [ ...] Let no evil talk come …

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Houses, Hot Dogs, and the Homeless

 There is a weird juxtaposition to looking for a physical home, with all my weird, well-fed little criticisms, oh, I don't like the crappy cabinets in this house; the green paint in that dining room will simply have to go, and passing out food to folks who wouldn't eat otherwise, in a vacant lot downtown. My …

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