Turning in the Keys

For Wilshire Baptist Church

It was Dad’s decision to sell his car. He just declared one day that he didn’t need it anymore, which meant he didn’t want to drive anymore. It’s a relief on one level, but it’s a sentimental end of an era on another.

Dad was always a road warrior. If there was someplace someone needed to go, he was ready to go and he’d be the one to do the driving and get them there whether it was a trip around the block or a cross-country trek.

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Make the Change Already

For Wilshire Baptist Church

One day last week I spent some time on and off throughout the day unsubscribing from emails that I’ve never wanted and never asked for. It’s tedious work, but it needed to be done. I don’t want a business loan or a cash offer on my home. I’m fine without CBD gummies or a new miracle pillowcase. I don’t want to support a candidate in Virginia, and I don’t need to know the ancient Aztec secret to defying old age. And no, I didn’t inquire about a delivery driver job. The list is endless, and in the past I’ve just deleted the emails and moved on, but they’ve multiplied and deleting them even takes time now, so it seemed like a good time to stop the madness.

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Many Roads

For Wilshire Baptist Church

The family came to the funeral in South Texas from a variety of directions. Some through Houston, some through Austin, some through San Antonio. We came through Waco and straight south on US 77, which is the most direct route from North Texas. It’s also the most serene and scenic way to go, in my opinion. But, we all got there, and that’s all that was really important.

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