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Simple Faith: The Rest of the Story
Last week I pulled back the curtain of our family history to reveal a tiny table and chairs purchased for our toddling sons in the 1970’s. If you read that column you know that five years ago, Marilyn and I left a diminutive dinette behind for the youngsters of...
Simple Faith: Meet Me at the Table
It’s been five years now since Marilyn and I sold the home we’d built in the 70’s (all but the foundation and structure…with our own hands and with a little, ok A LOT, of help from some of our dearest friends and family). The home in which we raised our sons,...
Simple Faith: The Day the Truth Came Out
“I don’t know if I’ve ever told you guys this,” our youngest son, now a grown man went on to explain, “but one day after school my buddy and I were riding the four wheeler in the woods with no helmets, jumped a crude ramp we had built and flipped over. We were...


