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Rite of passage: Significance—and creamed corn
Aug24

Rite of passage: Significance—and creamed corn

I reached a mile marker this week, and it has hit me fairly hard. I tried to convince the government I wasn’t old enough, but last week, they made me apply for Medicare. First of all, I’m not sure who this Medi is and whether or not she really does care. Second, everyone in the world seems to know I’m in this season of life. I’ve received a boatload of mail, all saying, “Congratulations, old man! You are turning 65 soon, and you know...

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Rite of passage: Box house
Aug17

Rite of passage: Box house

After 20 years of use, our washing machine bit the dust last week. The one before it also lasted 20 years, so I don’t have much experience in buying washing machines. When I began to look for the next one, I wanted to take my two sons into consideration. I won’t live another 20 years, and I want to hand this machine down to them. I found only one washing machine made today that would last 20 years, an expensive commercial model. Most...

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Rite of passage: 5 things I don’t miss about summer
Aug10

Rite of passage: 5 things I don’t miss about summer

I had an incredible summer. I saw God move mightily through the teams who served under our ministry, from the team in Suriname who presented the Gospel in 16 new villages, to the team in Peru who were slung across the Amazon River in a steel cage, to the two teams serving in Panama. Each one saw many salvations, but by the end of the summer, I’m glad I don’t have to deal with certain things anymore. Let me give you the top five things...

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Rite of passage: Chicken aid
Aug04

Rite of passage: Chicken aid

I just finished the summer—the summer of mission work with Awe Star Ministries, that is. Altogether, our students traveled more than 200,000 miles; ate almost 9,000 meals; and slept in huts, hotels, hostels, hammocks and cots, indoors and out. They preached the Gospel on television and in villages, jungles, cities, schools, malls, street corners and marketplaces. They shared it in the pouring rain, the heat of the afternoon and the...

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Rite of passage: The invitation
Jul27

Rite of passage: The invitation

In a few weeks, Titus the Honorable will hit the three-year-old mark. His personality is beginning to take shape, and he is becoming much more engaging in his conversations. I’m praying he’s at the end of his “naming the colors of everything” phase, though. He and I will drive down the road when I hear his small, mouse-like voice saying, “Blue truck,” “Red car,” “Blue sky,” “Green grass,” “Big blue truck,” “Black truck.” And for the...

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