It’s commonly understood that repentance must come before forgiveness.
Aren’t you glad we have a God who doesn’t get that?
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ~L.M. Montgomery
Happy birthday, Carrie Fisher! May the farce be with you.
I’ve always been in love with movies. As a kid I wanted with every fiber of my being to be Gene Kelly. To sing like him. To dance like him. But most of all, to kiss girls like him. Especially like he did Debbie Reynolds in Singin’ in the Rain.
My own leap to fame came when I wrote and starred in a five minute sketch for The Sixth Grade Talent Show. I’m sure you’ve heard of it. It was huge. After that, I knew I’d have to choose my projects carefully in order to maintain my A-list status. I needed an appropriate leading lady. One I could kiss a lot.
Then one day in the public library I stumbled across a play script adapted from the movie Tammy and the Bachelor, which had starred Debbie Reynolds. That was it! My next project would be a live theatre production of
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Have you ever been to a place so enchanting that it caused you to fantasize about moving there and starting life over again?
Note: To read The Wishing Mapfrom the beginning, click here.
Previously: Zack’s sister Gina befriended the proud but lonely millboy B’frona.
Gina had sprouted a theory when B’frona said he hated the people of Rennou: he really longed for their acceptance, and believed that becoming dragonfaer would bring him that acceptance.
To test her hypothesis, she dashed out of his sparse little room, knowing Puff would follow. If she was right, so would B’frona. “Come on, Puffy!” The little creature bounded after her, knocking the millboy sideways as he pursued his beloved dragonmeer. Puff slid into her at the third floor stairwell. She scratched behind his ears, cooing loudly, “Who’s my little draggy? Are you my little draggy? Yes, you are! Yes, you are!”
B’frona plummeted down the stairs, yelling, “He is not yours! And he is…
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“If you’re trying to prove your heart is in the right place, it isn’t.” (David Schmidtz). The article below was one of my earlier blog posts. Time for a revisit. Blessings till it hurts, Mitch
“I don’t go to church because churches are full of hypocrites!” This is an increasingly common sentiment. But is it true? Are churches full of hypocrites?
Duh.Are AA meetings full of alcoholics? I’m a Christian, though I rarely use the term, preferring “Jesus follower” instead. Why? Well, for starters, it’s used indiscriminately by hundreds of millions who hold few if any actual Christian convictions.
But in another sense, I don’t deserve to call myself a Christian: the word Christian (“like Christ”) was coined by the ancient Romans as a put-down (“Hey, you! You’re like that Jesus guy!”). And I’m not worthy of such a put-down. Yet.
AA members address meetings with, “Hello, I’m __________ and I’m an alcoholic (or addict).” They say this regardless of whether they fell off the wagon yesterday or have been a “recovering alcoholic” for fifty years. Why? Because they know their addiction never really…
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*In the U.S., Canada, Lithuania, and India. So buy your boss a hamburger. Or some maple syrup. Or borscht. Or a spicy curry.