by Karl | Aug 29, 2010 | Spiritual
. . . in disposable packages Most everyone has, or will have the parental experience of purchasing First Christmas gifts. Theoretically, the kids enjoy the process . . . maybe even as much as we do . . that’s what the goal is anyway. Ripping paper – what...
by Karl | Aug 3, 2010 | Spiritual
. . . character more than damage When I purchased my Martin D28, I was a lowly college student in Allentown PA, on a two year Jonah-run from pastoral ministry. I couldn’t afford the instrument. My rationalization was that it would be a ministry tool and would last a...
by Karl | Jul 8, 2010 | Spiritual
I can vividly remember cruising through our neighborhood in the ’58’ Chevy pick-up that my Dad purchased. It was our “new” truck. The only thing that it had going for it, in my mind, was that it was awful green instead of awful rusty. Dad threatened to strip the...
by Karl | Apr 28, 2010 | Spiritual, Uncategorized
. . . until you’ve walked a mile in his Sandro Comfort Gels We stood in the airport together. He was returning to the West Coast after a few days of sanity in his own neck of the woods. Things had recently imploded in his marriage and he was sadly sorting...
by Karl | Apr 13, 2010 | Spiritual
Lord of this hour, Be Thou my Guide. And by Thy Power No foot shall slide. I was alone by my own choice in the early morning downtown core. The others were out there . . . somewhere, . . . beating the frost-dressed pavement, huffing, puffing and scuffing their way...
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