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Manna and Glory: Remembering to Remember Part 5

I think that it's funny that when the Israelites were in the wilderness, God's answer for their food need was Manna. Many naturally figure that manna was bread, when the Bible doesn't say that. Manna actually means "What is it?" (Exodus 16:31) Leave it to my omniscient Creator to give a provision that has a name that's actually a question. It says that: "It was white like coriander seed and tasted like wafers made with honey." So we know that not only was it edible, but it was tasty (however, too much of anything gets old quickly). The eternal question is "What WAS it?" I mean, seriously. Was it angel dandruff, the first draft of snow, [...]

By |2014-09-02T01:08:55+00:00June 2nd, 2005|Memoirs|

Sunrises Around the Corner: Remembering to Remember Part 4

An old proverbial nugget (of oriental origin I think) says, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." I remember when I began my journey away from home. It was so very long ago. I was about 17 or 18 and I was moving from where my parents lived to a nearby town. There was a church there that I was getting involved in and it was a step bigger than where my parents lived...so I went and decided I'd figure things out along the way. I soon learned that life wasn't as easy as I thought it would be. A morning that I'll always remember was the morning after an interview that [...]

By |2014-09-02T01:05:49+00:00June 1st, 2005|Memoirs|

Of Oceans and Nalgene Bottles: Remembering to Remember Part 3

For all practical purposes I was going to try to remain in chronological order. Now I'm not...and I hope that that doesn't mean that I have ceased to be practical. For urgency's sake I'm going bust into realtime here briefly. Yesterday morning I woke up with the phrase, "God is an endless ocean" going through my head; which took me back to a time a couple of years ago. I was on a plane flight (Frontier Airlines), and I was sitting in the numb flight existence when I had a picture in my mind's eye of a man in an ocean. He was out there in this vast expanse of water and he was holding a [...]

By |2014-09-02T00:49:07+00:00May 31st, 2005|Memoirs|

Wet Knees and a Fresh Heart: Remembering to Remember Part 2

I don't remember too much from my childhood. Maybe it's due to my car accident that I had when I was 18...or maybe life just moves that fast; so fast that I can't really tell much difference from today and when I was 8. But certain things pop into my head: Christmas time with a dark room and a glowing tree, that always made me think that if Moses saw it it would give him flashbacks; or GI Joes; Indiana Jones; the terror of running over a snake on my bicyle; climbing trees and playing capture the flag. My foremost question is not "Where has time gone?" but "Where have I gone?" The preppy Jr Higher, [...]

By |2014-09-02T00:47:32+00:00May 30th, 2005|Uncategorized|
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