Author Archives: Rick Vale



Rick Vale

THE SONG I HAVE BEEN GIVEN
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THE SONG I HAVE BEEN GIVEN

So, the other day I saw something on television that triggered a memory of a particular day I hadn’t “pulled out of the file” for a long time. I saw...

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June 02, 2026
SALTY
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SALTY

One of the best things about bacon (and my other addictions: popcorn, Fritos, and crackers) is salt.  You can keep your sugar…even chocolate does not have the same appeal as...

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May 27, 2026
THE MOUNTAIN
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THE MOUNTAIN

It was May 18, 1980, when Mount St. Helens erupted.  It was a Sunday, early in the morning, and I was living in Seattle.  What I remember is that I heard...

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May 18, 2026
THE BEST OF DAYS, THE WORST OF DAYS
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THE BEST OF DAYS, THE WORST OF DAYS

What I have always called, “the best day/the worst day” actually began the night before. It was when I was a sophomore, majoring in music performance, at the state university...

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May 12, 2026
CROSSFIT
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CROSSFIT

In my office at church I have a wall filed with crosses.  Some are big, some are small, some metal and some wood.  Some are hand-made, others a little more...

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May 05, 2026
INCUBATOR by Rev. Ken Rickett
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INCUBATOR by Rev. Ken Rickett

I am old enough to remember when, in 1957, Alan Shepherd was lifted into space and returned safely, although he did not orbit. Communication with the spacecraft was by “radio”,...

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April 28, 2026
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Recently I was in Inverness, Scotland. It was my first trip to the U.K. and my first destination on this first trip. I was taking it all in, enjoying what...

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April 21, 2026
HARMONY
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HARMONY

One of my very first memories is my dad lifting me up so I could see over the balcony of our American apartment in Frankfurt, Germany, and hear the carolers...

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April 07, 2026
UP FROM THE GRAVY, A ROSE
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UP FROM THE GRAVY, A ROSE

So, I grew up in church.  We went to Highland Church of God in Kennewick, Washington – every time the door was open.  Dad sang in , and directed the choir....

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March 31, 2026