Today, I heave another memorial stone upon the altar. There are 36 now. One for each year post accident. It doesn’t matter that this sacred memorial is only in my mind. That fact doesn’t make it any less holy, for it is in my mind that the events of that day are etched. Seared really. … Continue reading Another Memorial Stone
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Miracles (Part 3)
I am a skeptic. I was raised in America where skepticism is clothed in the intellectual pursuit of knowledge. The traditional church doesn’t seek out miracles due to the belief that they were only needed when the church was being formed and the Bible was being written. The non-traditional church believes that healing happens every … Continue reading Miracles (Part 3)
Memorial Stones
It is cold. It is raining. It is Feb. 2nd. I think most years Bill’s Alive Day comes and I do more celebrating than remembering. But the weather was a factor in his accident 27 years ago. The rain was coming down in sheets like it is now, at least as I write this around … Continue reading Memorial Stones