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Category: Blog

Power

As I’ve said, before the beginning of January, I always choose my word for the year. This year, I chose power. I never get a clear idea of how impactful and far-reaching the word I choose will prove to be. I’m always surprised how the Lord broadens my vision of him, the world around me,

Trust and Obey

Bob Perkins and I have been friends for more than forty years. We were in college theater productions and were Chi Sigma Alpha brothers. I was his pledge master. He swallowed a lot of raw eggs—rough night. I love Bob. I love his heart. Sweet Tim, How’s my own favorite angel?  So not to lay

The Trombone Player Wore a Bouffant

Sometime in the summer of 1972—I’m reasonably sure it was mid-August—I remember it being blistering hot. Sweltering, eggs-frying-on-a-sidewalk hot. I was leaving junior high and heading to sophomore status at Searcy High School, a period of life when everything was changing: school, body, and definitely attitude. Everything in life was abhorrent, hilarious, loathsome, fun, and

Waiting

For several years, I sold fireworks in a tent in West Little Rock. The days usually stretched to twenty-two hours, allowing me just enough time to run home, take a shower, let the dogs out, and feed them. I didn’t have time to love on them, which made me feel like a terrible dad. It