
A Writer Walks Into a Bar Code
One night earlier this week, I sat in bed, holding a water bottle. As I stared at the bar code, I was filled with a
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)
One night earlier this week, I sat in bed, holding a water bottle. As I stared at the bar code, I was filled with a
A Professional Mr. Chase, the director of the GEARS robotics programs in Granger and Elkhart, picked up a scissors and a long cardboard box
Look for “The LEGO Boy” post this coming Saturday night. It was not finished and I accidentally posted it too soon!
8:50 am. This morning. Me, standing at bottom of stairs: “Nick! Are you awake?” Nothing. “Nick!” Nothing. Dracko, from the chair across the room: “NICKLIE!”
One of the songs my little patient continually asks for is the one the Little Mermaid sings: Look at this stuff. Isn’t it neat? Wouldn’t
“This is so stupid! I’m never doing it like this when I’m an adult!” Lord, help us, I thought. What could be so hard about