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For Wilshire Baptist Church

Where do you see God? How do you find God? Those questions have been stuck in my mind recently, thanks to a young neighbor and my penchant for chasing musical rabbits.

This story is really LeAnn’s to tell: She was planting spring flowers in the front beds recently when a little girl on a bicycle engaged her in conversation about when she first began riding without training wheels and her late January birthday, which LeAnn and I both have as well. That news seemed to thrill her and she couldn’t wait to tell her daddy. And then she told LeAnn her name: Prudence.

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

Strolling across the Baylor University campus Wednesday morning, it all looked so familiar: students walking down long sidewalks in the bright sunshine or the shade of live oaks to classes in red-brick buildings. I paused to take a picture, because with the exception of the abundance of backpacks, it could have been a spring morning in 1981 when I was on my way to a journalism class.

But, it was just an illusion, because 48 hours earlier I was in a medical office in Dallas taking a cardiac stress test. And 24 hours after that, I was on the phone with the cardiologist who was telling me we need to take a closer look. I may feel like I could be a college student again but my body is saying no. 

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For Wilshire Baptist Church

Making decisions about grave markers during Holy Week is one of those interesting coincidences that life dials up every now and then. The week is already thick with darkness and pathos as we walk symbolically toward the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, but ladle on top of that the mortality of your own flesh and blood, and it all becomes very . . . real.

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