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Hey, Look at Me

My friend Bob and I were sitting on the bleachers just outside the racquetball court and trying to catch our breath between games. A group of race-running, soccer-ball kicking, tricycle-riding, and twirling-dancing preschool children spread-out across the basketball...

The River, the Desert, and the Road Ahead

In March of 2013, on my 56th birthday, I spent some time beside the French Broad River.  In my journal, I wrote:  I want to know more about the power of gentleness, the courage of vulnerability, the expansiveness of honored limits, the serious work humor can...

Liberating Limits?

Walls shelter or confine. Sheltering walls can make a home—a haven and refuge from the world.  Confining walls can make a jail cell—a place of fear and isolation. How we feel about walls depends very much on what kind they are, why we live within them, who put us...

Independence and Interdependence

On this Independence Day Weekend, I’m pondering the necessary tension between independence and interdependence.  It’s a tension which the Apostle Paul described, as I mentioned yesterday, in Galatians 6: “Bear one another’s burdens, and in this way you will...