Jacob and I spent Saturday in Dallas at a Friends of Hope Day Camp for brain injury survivors, sponsored by Baylor Rehab. Jacob attended as a camper. I’d agreed to speak and sing. When we arrived I looked at the schedule. They’d given me the last thirty minutes. Public speaking is supposedly one of the […]
Today after church I gathered music charts from the various stands and joined George, who stood talking with one of the elders. George turned to me and grinned. “I just volunteered you for something this afternoon.” “Oh, really? What’s that?” The elder also smiled. “I can’t reach the guy who said he’d hold a worship
Wednesday afternoon on our way home, Grace and I stopped by Baylor Institute of Rehabilitation in downtown Dallas. I knew exactly where to park, where the elevators were, and how to get around. It was all familiar territory, because we spent most of the summer of 1996 on BIR’s third floor with Jacob. But this
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The ACFW conference in Nashville ended Sunday afternoon. I pulled into my driveway around 9:30 PM Monday night, and I still haven’t managed to corral my thoughts into any semblance of coherence. Lots of fun, exciting, great stuff happened there. I promise I’ll introduce you to the awesome people I met and regale you with
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George commutes between home and the university. He stays at my sister’s house several nights a week, because it’s only blocks from his lab and allows him to start early and work late. We’ve been married for more than twenty-six years. After that much time a relationship can become like a favorite pair of jeans.
We started singing to Jacob before he was born, and we never stopped. By the time he could lisp a few words, he sang along. We soon developed a game. I would sing all but the last word in a line of a song, and he would supply the missing word. “Stand up, stand up
This afternoon, George, Jacob and I attended the funeral of a man named James Lewis. In many ways it was unlike any funeral I’ve ever attended. For one thing, James died forty years ago. A colonel in the Air Force, he failed to return from a mission over Laos during the Vietnam War. He was
” . . . and the doors on the street are shut as the sound of the grinding mill is low, and one will arise at the sound of the bird, and all the daughters of song will sing softly.” Ecclesiastes 12:4 And all the daughters of song will sing softly. That phrase has been
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Four weeks ago today, four bombs exploded in London. Two weeks ago today, four more bombing attempts failed. Today London is on high alert for terrorist activity. According to an online news article I just read, they’ve launched one of the most expensive police campaigns ever. Today. Grace arrived in London about 12 hours ago.
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I feel like someone scooped up a big stack of photographs, tossed them in the air, and I’m catching glimpses of golden memories as they fall around me. I want to snatch each one, show it to you, and tell you all about it. But then the next one catches my eye, and my thoughts
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