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Simple Faith Devo: Dad’s Pipe
Normally I would be disappointed, even disturbed to be seated near a smoker, but there was something haunting about the rich aroma that wafted toward our table. Marilyn and I stopped at a local restaurant for dinner and were escorted to an outside patio. No sooner had...
Simple Faith Devo: In-Dependence
Like most boys, I dreamed of becoming a licensed driver. I rolled it over the tongue of my imagination, savoring its flavor. Finally the day arrived and I was about to step out on my own, authorized by the State of Ohio as a legally licensed driver. I was street...
Simple Faith Devo: Dad, I Wrecked the New Car
I was deeply troubled that I may have to make my debut at Jimmy’s Drive In behind the wheel of our family’s 1957 Ford station wagon. Not only was it a stodgy wagon with way too many doors, it was a dull green, economy model with black wall tires and dog-dish hubcaps....


