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I wasn’t sure whether or not to publish this entry or to just leave it all unsaid. But it’s my space, my blog, and please just be reminded of my disclaimer to the right. If you don’t want to read the post… please don’t.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of filling in for Bob while he and Rachel finished their much needed and well-earned vacation. I started my message with a story about a trip and fear [read that here] but I never finished the story. So, here goes. After a long series of small turns we finally turned…

The last 12 hours or so have seen Romeo getting the spring soaking that we’ve needed for weeks. Why do I care? For a few weeks now we’ve been prepping the yard and our exterior for June 11th, Andrea’s graduation party. We’re happy to host this big event for a student… but it’s put some…

Since Katrina, we’ve not really seen gas go below $2.50. Who would of thought that we’d drive by a gas station and see $2.79 and sasy… "Oh, cheap gas so we better fill up." I’m not being nostalgic but the summer of 1998 I was buying premium in Chicago for $1.09. What the heck happened?

This morning finds me in my hometown, Mishawaka Indiana. If you’ve heard of Mishawaka it’s only because of two things. Either you are from Northern Indiana or you are a Hummer afficianado. I was reading John 8:48-58 this morning. Something jumped out at me that has never jumped out at me before. The Jews walked…

With just a few hours left before the deadline (OK, so the deadline is midnight Monday, but I’ll be on a mission trip.) I finally have my federal and state returns done and ready to go in the mail. Gosh, what took me so long?

It’s been a few weeks since we finished the first round of 3 Story Life training here at Romeo. In the past 3 weeks or so I’ve really started to see some fruit of putting what I was teaching into action. Fruit? OK, so that’s Christianese for some of the stuff that I’ve been trained…

Just a random thought here this morning. As I’m eating my Cheerios I’m having one of those "deep thoughts" moments. Do you ever wish humans had tails? With our dog Stoney and our cat Violet, we can tell a lot about their mood just by watching their tails. Violet had a low tail as she…

This may come as a surprise. But I am certain that Bob and I have been a part of every step of Phase 1. I’m not bragging or saying that have ever played a significant role, but it’s been fun for both of us to take off our khaki’s and lend a hand where ever…