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THE HAMMER
You know how sometimes you just need to have the right tool? When I was growing up, I remember my dad always seeking out specific tools, power and otherwise, to...
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MY SOUNDTRACK
The middle of my week always involves a little “mind focusing”; getting out of the home office and clearing my head. So, I eventually ventured out in “Latifah” (my Buick) and headed for...
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JUST SAYIN’
A BLOG by Pastor Ken Rickett Some sentences are just loaded with insight…which has the capacity to jolt us and make us ponder its depths. Just sayin’. These very words...
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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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“THE BODY” PARTS
A couple of weeks ago I experienced the joy of a body slowly falling apart. While on vacation I had the audacity to sit in a chair, you heard me...
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BEHAVIOR
One day, when I was out for a neighborhood walk, I noticed two boys and an adult walking along the street. One of the young boys had a bike which he...
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THE BALCONY BIRD
I was reading, enjoying the night on the little balcony outside our ship cabin this week. The balcony light, like the light of a back porch at home, lit up...
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IRONY
After moving into our home in Anderson, a 9-inch X 12.5 inch by 2” solid metal block was found outside…weighing 62.8 pounds. How can something a little larger than a...
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BUMPER FISH ADVERTISING
I was in my car, on my way to Indianapolis. I was in the right-hand lane (going the speed limit…really!) and a car drove past me, pulled in front of me and...
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TEACHING
Miss LaClaire, Miss Just, Mrs. Smith, Mrs. Van Dyke, Mrs. Goranson, Mrs. Stankman, Mr. McNamara. When the school year comes around, I go through these names and memories again. I may...