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You Are Go For Launch

You can’t fly in a plane from here to anywhere without dozens of final systems checks. (Can I get an amen?!) It doesn’t matter if you’re headed to Pittsburgh or the Philippines, the pilot and...
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Heavenly Currency

It’s hard to see anything else but “let us eat and drink, for tomorrow we die,” in Paul’s words in 1 Corinthians. But of course, in today’s verse he is reminding us that we do have more than...
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Spoiler Alert: Jesus Lives

Sometimes I wonder why I watch the news. One sad story after another fills the screen while pain and sadness fill my heart. I tell myself I want to stay informed even if it brings sorrow. Once in a...
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Spring Forward

Easter is one of my favorite times of the year. A new season tap dances in with sweet melodies of birdsong, and fresh fragrances permeate the air from blossoming trees and budding flowers. This season...
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He Lives

On Easter weekend of my freshman year in college, a guy from my brother's floor in his dorm was shot and killed. Looking back, the timing seems eerily coincidental. I didn’t know it, but God was...
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Do Not Become Weary In Doing Good

Thirty years ago, I went to pick up my son from the children’s ministry after services. I had my ID card, but his tag had fallen off so they would not release him to me. As we waited for a...
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I’m Last! I’m Last!

It was a warm spring day in the Midwest. The grade school was having its first track meet. The children were as excited to be running as they were to shed their sweatshirts after the long winter. The...
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Holier than thou? Ouch!

The time was 1970. The place was my best friend’s basement. We held our spears in our hands (pool sticks). My friend spouted off, “You just think you are ‘holier-than-thou.’” We were...
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Half Empty, Half Full, Or…

It’s been a long time since I searched the couch cushions for change. But not that long. I grew up feeling like my cup was half empty. Other people had plenty, but I needed to scrape by. I’d count...