Keep in mind, there were no cell phones at the time. The shuttle driver said he needed to check in with work, but that if there were no passengers he would take us somewhere to find a tire that would fit. What choice did we really have? We got in the shuttle with the Days […]Read more "Truck Drivers, Spare Tires and the Gospel Pt. 2"
We had just dropped my brother off at an airport 90 miles from home. My roommate and I were on our way back to campus when the front tire on the passenger side of my car blew. Able to navigate to the shoulder of the Interstate, I turned on the hazard lights and began to […]Read more "Truck Drivers, Spare Tires and the Gospel Pt. 1"
The winds picked up. The rain continued to blow sideways. Two tall pine trees in our front yard were uprooted. Uprooted! Like the wind was pulling weeds. We had to raise our voices in the closet under the stairs to be able to hear each other over the sound of the wind and rain. (If […]Read more "Storms Pt. 2"
We lived in Lubbock, Texas until I was six. Our house was one of the few in the neighborhood with a storm cellar. The panhandle of Texas has a bit of a tornado problem. I didn’t see it as such in my childhood. To me, tornado warnings meant getting to go down in the cellar […]Read more "Storms Pt. 1"
I’ve spent most of my life in Texas, where snow is on the endangered species list. In this state, snow is synonymous with school closings, a day off, over-enthusiastic meteorologists and bad roads. Those who have never lived here have difficulty understanding why entire cities shut down with just a couple of inches of snow. […]Read more "Snow and the Gospel"
If you’ve missed the posts from the past two days, you’ll want to read those first. They’re the prequels, if you will, to this post. The nurse at the doctor’s office was too paranoid to give advice over the phone, and I wasn’t sure when my last tetanus shot had been, so I ended up […]Read more "Scars Pt. 3"
Yesterday’s post ended with me about to faint after slicing my finger while opening a can of peas. I had just yanked the dishrag off and re-opened the wound when everything started going hazy again. Our story continues there… I reapplied pressure and put my hand on top of my head again as I made […]Read more "Scars Pt. 2"
I’ve always had a weak stomach. In fact, before I was even old enough to go to school, I watched the following segment of Sesame Street and then proceeded to vomit. Yes, really. (I got light-headed watching it again just now.) I tell you that fun fact because it plays in to the story […]Read more "Scars Pt. 1"
When my mom turned 40, I decorated the house in black crepe paper and posted homemade signs to remind her how long she’d lived. When my pastor turned 40, I led a group of youth in toilet papering his front and back yards and soaping the driveway. (Note: soaping a driveway leaves a permanent stain […]Read more "How the gospel applies to turning 40"