Category Archives: My personal history

Judgment day

Posted on December 23, 2011 by

When I was in the fourth grade, my younger brother, sister, and I responded to an altar call at the Bible Baptist church in Rantoul, Illinois. Now, it wasn’t like we weren’t Christians before. Mom had been raised a Methodist … Continue reading →

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The Lighthouse

Posted on December 16, 2011 by

Men in boats about to capsize, look to my light with longing. Envy my firm footing. Do not know whether they should hold on to their wrecked ships or swim to shore. They assume I’ve always been here, safe and … Continue reading →

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The fortress

Posted on November 30, 2011 by

The day I walked through the doors of Gifford Grade School at the beginning of third grade, I entered my sixth school. By then, my father’s career in the military had taken my family from: McChord Air Force Base in … Continue reading →

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Destiny, boys, and men

Posted on October 16, 2011 by

How I failed to meet my Destiny As I was washing dishes in my teens one day, I looked out the window and “saw” a joyful little girl on a swing, her pigtails flying behind her. Perhaps, I thought, this … Continue reading →

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Life, and how we move through it

Posted on May 5, 2011 by

As I walked through the forest on my son’s birthday yesterday, I reflected on how challenging life has been since the moment, 12 years ago, when he was born. At the same time, I’ve grown weary of thinking about how … Continue reading →

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Damsels, distress, and ethics

Posted on January 6, 2011 by

Like any young damsel in distress, I always dreamed that a knight on a white horse would rescue me someday. Didn’t matter what the distress was. Maybe it was my night to do dishes. Maybe I forgot to do my … Continue reading →

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Truth, and where to find it

Posted on January 3, 2011 by

I was raised a fundamentalist Christian, and the Bible was our sole source of truth. It was considered inerrant, which means, in essence, that God dictated every word of it, and that it was perfect in every way. It doesn’t … Continue reading →

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Being afraid–and liking it

Posted on November 29, 2010 by

Night before last, I had a dream in which I was speaking to a local author. “I just had a thought,” I said. “Maybe you can help me think it through. You know how some people love to be scared? … Continue reading →

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Changing lanes

Posted on August 8, 2010 by

The way I figure it, I spent about 200 24-hour days in traffic on State Route 520 from Seattle to Redmond and back over the course of 10 years. This commute bore the distinction of taking me across the longest … Continue reading →

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