She had a “spirit that crippled her,” a condition I think we’re all familiar with. Usually it shows up Monday morning. Sometimes on the weekend, too, though. She dragged herself down there, and she didn’t ask for help. She showed up. Jesus didn’t sit her down for six weeks of cognitive behavioral therapy, or serve her dinner and clean her house, or write her a check to pay her mortgage. He was just kind to her.
Read More She’s Come UndoneI think I’ve made it clear I don’t believe Muslims are out to get us. For one thing, too many people who are Muslim are worrying about what’s for dinner or if their moms are mad at them. For another, they’re all over the place. If they were out to get us, we would already […]
Read More ThreatsIt sounds bad, but the oddest thing about meeting all your students is that they are all people. High school students are not only people, but vulnerable, half-baked people. It kind of freaks me out. I always have the kids write me letters to introduce themselves, and as the years have gone on, I give […]
Read More BackgroundI was taken to Disney World as a child, but I don’t remember it. I remember the book we got about Disney World. I pored over the photos, and remembered my dad explaining that there used to be nuclear submarines, and a Mission to the Moon, and that the Matterhorn was only in California. I […]
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