One of my earlier memories is from a dirt clog fight with friends in Kanas. Picture a snowball melee with dried clumps of dirt. In our childhood enthusiasm, one of my friends pegged me in the face … with a rock hidden at the center of the soil. Ouch! While...
Do you ever have a thought or impulse that’s inappropriate, uncomfortable, or “bad”? I know I do! The other day, one thought bubble led to another, and before I knew it, I was shocked and dismayed by the notion my mind had centered on. Before my...
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