Tag: forgiveness

  • The Old Man from Number Twenty-Eight | Short Story

    The Old Man from Number Twenty-Eight | Short Story

    A persistent knock came mid- morning, raspy on my metal front door. “I don’t want any!” I yelled from my rumpled bed. “Police. Open Up.” I look out the window. It’s the Boys in Blue, alright. I hope I didn’t do something stupid last night because I have one hellacious hangover! “Sir, is this your…

  • Do Overs

    Do Overs

    As an elementary school administrator, I often deal with student discipline issues. Sitting across from a red-faced child, I read the teacher’s note: “When asked to pick up the play area and return to his desk, Johnny kicked me in the shin, screamed ‘Leave me alone!’ and ran out of the room.” As I offer…

  • Napkins Needed

    Napkins Needed

    One loaded hot dog just the way I like it. Check. Now, for some napkins, because I’m gonna need a few! Scanning the convenience store counter top, I don’t find any. But there’s a sign, pointing me in the right direction–literally. It’s a good thing God offers spiritual napkins, because we often need a few.…

  • God’s Generosity

    God’s Generosity

    I picked up this button during suicide prevention week, back in September. One of my favorite phrases is, “Everyone matters if anyone matters at all,” so a button that basically says the same thing went straight on my backpack. And then I noticed the light blue symbol in the middle. “What’s that, a sideways wink?”…

  • Skateboarders Welcome

    Skateboarders Welcome

    The young man was standing like a statue on the shoulder of a busy four lane highway. He appeared fixated on something at a church next to the road. Driving closer, I saw the skateboard. “Oh, I bet he’s looking for a good parking lot to ride.” But he took off –kicking his way down…

  • Leaves By the Door

    Leaves By the Door

    The custodians at the elementary school where I teach are currently battling leaves. The fallen foliage is on the outside, but it keeps coming in the building—thanks to the ever present Oklahoma wind. At the end of the day, the hallway near pre-kindergarten parent pick up looks like this. Our little leaf litter problem even…