With Skin On It

With skin on it

A little boy was having nightmares. The kind that require a momma's reassurance. (Dads, from my own experience, are typically not wired for nightmare duty.) So, to his momma’s room the boy went, "Momma, momma, I'm having nightmares." "Its okay honey," she told him, "here's what I want you to do. Go back to your…

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Our Storm Home

Our storm home

This refrain will sound familiar. This isn’t the Sabbath Moment I planned to write (as I watch the images of the storm now thrashing Florida). On A Prairie Home Companion, Garrison Keillor tells a poignant story about Lake Wobegon life on the…

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He Is Home

He is home

I just finished a weekend with 40,000 of my closest friends at the Religious Education Congress, in the Anaheim Convention Center. It’s an annual recharge event. A place to tell stories, give and receive hugs, listen to music, laugh ‘till…

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