Three entries ago I mentioned a phone call and a voice from the past. I also promised to tell a story. Well, gather ’round, children. What you are about to read is true. Once upon a time, a college student named Amy lived with us. In fact, if you search the ancient scrolls of this […]
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When I took Ana home this evening, her mom, Victoria, ran out the door and flagged her arms to get my attention. I rolled down the window. She said something in Spanish, and Ana turned and walked back toward the car. Her adorable little sister, Natalia, stood on the porch jumping up and down, waving,
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I’d been warned that the piano tuner was a crusty old guy. But he’s good at what he does, so I was willing to put up with his salt. Besides, I’m always eager to meet an interesting character. When I called him last week and described my upright grand, I could picture him rolling his
We celebrated Thanksgiving in Dallas with twenty-two relatives. Good food. Good conversation. Good laughs. It was all good. After dinner my sister gathered everyone together and played a CD of her son’s band performing a song he wrote about Jacob–a song that snagged the attention of a record label rep when he heard it and
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Yesterday I picked up this week’s issue of WORLD Magazine and read the following: L’Abri’s golden jubilee Next year is the 50th anniversary of the founding of L’Abri Fellowship by Francis Schaeffer. Thousands of young backpackers, burned-out hippies, and other seekers trying to sort out the big issues of life flocked to this study center
No, I haven’t been keeping secrets. My “baby” is nineteen now. However, I just chatted on IM with Jennifer, and she gave me permission to make this announcement. She hopes to write something in her LJ “soon,” but with two young boys and a newborn, well . . . On November 7, she and Chris
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People come into our lives in interesting ways. It’s fun to follow the thread of one’s own and another’s path, noticing where they first crossed and why, and then watching the progressive weavings and twinings form a lovely, delicate design in the tapestry of life. I met Dustin, Stefanie’s brother, when she was still a
Today I got to play secret-agent fairy. A friend who lives in another town called this morning. Her son attends college here. She told me about something that had happened which left said son feeling sad and depressed, and she asked if I might have time to go by and cheer him with balloons or
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Speaking of Neverland, I’m heading to Tyler tomorrow for a girls’ weekend. What does a girls’ weekend have to do with Neverland? Good question. It’s really a political matter. (Okay, it isn’t, but this is as close as I’ll get to discussing politics in this journal.) As Peter explained to Wendy, the children who fall
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This morning Pam and I were driving to Longview in her black VW bug for a writers’ critique meeting. We hit a wet patch on the highway going about 65 mph. The car hydroplaned, drifting toward the center lane. Then it started spinning. I held on and watched traffic on both sides of the highway