Balaam’s Donkey and the Road We Wanted

Sometimes the problem is not that the traditional lesson is wrong. The problem is that we have become too familiar with it. We hear “Balaam’s donkey,” and our minds go straight to the usual picture: stubborn animal, angry prophet, angel with a sword, and then the donkey talks. We remember the children’s class version. We […]

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The Package Is Not Always The Problem

Somewhere along the way, food got loud. One crowd says everything in a package is poison. Another crowd says it does not matter as long as the label has the right numbers. Then somebody else walks in wearing a lab coat made out of opinions and starts shouting about macros, toxins, seed oils, ancestral this, […]

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Finding Your Way Home

Give me a partially washed-out dirt road with gravel on the side. Not a perfect road. Not a smooth road, or one of those polished streets with painted lines and lights telling everybody exactly when to stop and go. Give me the old dirt road. The one with ruts in it. The one where rain […]

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The Tool Is Not The Boss

I have talked to a hammer before, and usually after I smashed a thumb. I have said a few unkind words to a socket wrench too, especially after dropping a starter on my face. That wrench did not warn me. It did not apologize. It did not offer comfort, guidance, or a liability statement. It […]

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When The Pond Woke Up

When I was a boy, there were places that looked empty most of the year. Dry ponds. Cracked dirt. Low spots in the field that held nothing but dust, weeds, and the memory of water. You could walk past them and think there was nothing there worth noticing. Then a spring rain would come, not […]

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A Letter to My Siblings: The Old Coat in the Trunk

Dear brothers and sisters, I have been thinking about an old song “O Death.” It has that ancient Holler sound similar to that I grew up with. It is thought to have been written in and around 1902-1910 attributed to Baptist Minister Lloyd Chandler. But more than likely, it is a compilation of laments that […]

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The Tool Is Not the Boss

I have talked to a hammer before, and usually after I smashed a thumb. I have said a few unkind words to a socket wrench too, especially after dropping a starter on my face. That wrench did not warn me. It did not apologize. It did not offer comfort, guidance, or a liability statement. It […]

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Pick Up More Than the Fork

There are days when I look at what passes for news and wonder if the whole world needs to pull over, shut the engine off, and let the smoke clear. Not real news. I can handle real news, but this? No. I shut whatever this is off. Tell me where war is breaking out. Tell […]

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Just Another Day

If it can be messed up, I will manage to do it. I do not say that as a complaint. At this point in life, it is almost a skill set. Some people have hobbies, whereas I have field experience in things going sideways. This morning started early. Not noble early, not inspirational early. Just […]

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When The Wallet Starts Choosing

I went to our local grocery store and had one of those moments where you just stand there and stare. Coffee was sitting there at fourteen to twenty dollars a can. Hamburger was pushing toward eight dollars a pound. Guys, I don’t eat filet mignon, and after seeing the price per pound I almost threw […]

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