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King of the Air Guitar, pt 2
Being an air guitarist naturally had its benefits. Flawless playing. Adoration. Immediate success. But all that came with a price. I could master any song as quickly as I desired – strumming patterns, chord progressions, and lead parts flowing seamlessly together. Yet, when I actually picked up my instrument my fingers couldn’t live up to… Read more
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King of the Air Guitar, pt 1
Before I ever took my first guitar lesson, I was a virtuoso. From the assembly stage, I wowed the kids at my junior high, winning the hearts of the girls and the admiration of the boys. To hone my craft, I hammered the air with my fingers everyday as I listened to my favorite tracks… Read more
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Looking for Trouble
I wept at the arrival of each of our three children. Not tears of pain or heartache but of abundant joy. My heart felt no hint of trouble as I held them in my arms. That must have been true for Mary and Joseph, as well. Even if they were surrounded by rumors of scandal… Read more
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Jesus in the Bullpen
In the summer of 1992, I finally got my “shot” in one of the last baseball games I ever played. Our team held a marginal lead entering the final inning. As the “home” team our opponents got the final at-bat. But our pitcher was tired and unable to finish the game. Though rarely called upon… Read more
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Prowling for Joy in a Closet
Christmas 1990 was the worst. Even though my parents lavished me with great gifts, there were no surprises, nothing to anticipate – no joy. In the weeks leading up to Christmas Day, I prowled my house and scoured the closets like an afternoon burglar in search of my gifts until I found every single one.… Read more
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