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The Finale

The closer she got to that spot in the fencerow, the louder the noise became. It sounded like something was trying to escape. She looked through the brush and came face to face with a wild-eyed buck. He had tried to jump the fence into the field. For whatever reason, the deer had gotten caughtContinue reading “The Finale”

The Guest Writer

Well, we almost had a guest writer tonight. On Monday, while I was sleeping my life away after being hit by an eighteen-wheeler, Charity took my phone and wrote a post in my note app because she didn’t know if I would be able to write anything that evening. I woke up in time andContinue reading “The Guest Writer”

Making the Bed

I wouldn’t consider myself a failure, but I do fail. I think the key is always to get back up and keep moving forward. Take the other day, for example. My wife had washed the bed sheets, and they were in the dryer. I wanted to do something to help her out because of allContinue reading “Making the Bed”

The Birthday Girl

An indeterminable amount of years ago, on August 7th, a baby girl was born in Danli, Honduras, to American missionaries. She learned the culture and language of an entirely different people group than those in the North. But she moved to America, attended college, met me, and stayed around to be with me. She hasContinue reading “The Birthday Girl”

Myself

I thought I might be someone famous And I might sail the seven seas But all that happened was I grew up to be me. A little boy in the woods I fought some bloody wars Protecting all the goods Inside the treehouse fort It was mediocrity at best Nothing more than that Cards closeContinue reading “Myself”