Tag: forgiveness

  • Lost Four Words

    Lost Four Words

    It’s amazing how words frequently used in conversation come and go. During the Valley Girl craze of the 1980’s, phrases like, “Gag me with a spoon” and “That’s totally bogus!” were often heard. These days, we have new words and phrases to convey similar sentiments. Here’s a four word phrase you don’t hear much anymore.…

  • 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…