Imagination on the Prowl

For Wilshire Baptist Church

A large, long-haired white cat has taken to lounging in our back yard. We see her on the patio, on the walk, in the flower beds, drinking from the birdbath. She moves slowly and gingerly – as if she’s stalking some unseen prey, or maybe she has arthritis or some other ailment. Whatever, we’re OK with her hanging out but we won’t feed her because, frankly, we don’t want to become the feral cat headquarters of our Embree neighborhood.

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Keep Stretching

For Wilshire Baptist Church

“Let your pain be your guide.”

Those were the last instructions my orthopedic surgeon gave me before releasing me from his care in August. Six months earlier he had chiseled away a bone spur inside my shoulder joint and stitched up the rotator tendon that the spur had torn. Surgery was followed by 17 weeks of physical therapy to stretch me from no movement at all to complete range of motion. The therapy sessions ended somewhat artificially because insurance coverage played out, but my surgeon declared me ready to get on with life with that one proviso: “Let your pain be your guide.” 

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From a Distance

For Wilshire Baptist Church

I was checking a driving route with Apple Maps on my desktop computer and noticed the current satellite image of our neighborhood was captured on a sunny autumn day. Many of the trees have turned gold and auburn, and you can almost sense a refreshing coolness in the air. It’s a nice view, a beautiful view in fact, and it makes me wonder what God sees looking down on us. Yes, I still hold on to the childish perspective of God peering down on us through the clouds when it satisfies my need for wonder.

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