Waiting for the morning.

You are waiting. You aren’t sure what’s happening. You can’t see to the end of today. And you are waiting. It reminds you of that summer before your senior year of high school, the summer that you worked third shift. All alone in the building, all alone working on the computer.  Sometimes alone is okay. […]

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Count the cost

Rich Dixon is back after a week at the Colorado Mountain Tour. +++ I started “following” Jesus about 40 years ago. Why the quotes? Because I wasn’t really “following” so much as stalking. I learned a lot about Him, but we rarely spoke. Not really. One thing confused me. Pastors kept talking about counting the […]

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A walking prayer.

I wanted to keep talking with Hilary, but the pager went off and I headed to the emergency department. Down the hall, down the elevator, through a few double doors, and I was there. I was talking most of the trip. “Hilary is right you know, Jesus,” I said. “if we read that first part […]

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Looking for Jesus in 6161

Hillary had been in room 6161 for three weeks. She couldn’t remember the first two weeks, between the pain meds and the breathing mask. “BiPAP,” she said. “If you are going to tell my story, you have to sound like you know what you are talking about.” “And I can remember it,” she said. “I […]

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