On Tutors and Teachers

So there I sat, reading a book on how to read, assigned by my fourth-grade teacher. When the author advised, “When reading, rest your eyes; look out the window,” I rested my eyes, I looked out the window. “Daydreaming again?” she asked. I stayed after school cleaning chalkboard erasers. Each of my grade school teachers […]

Power of a Changed Life

If Jesus came to town, what crazy stunt would you pull to steal a glimpse of him? Would you camp at 10th and Dodge for a week, waiting expectantly for his limousine (or donkey) from Eppley? Roll out your sleeping bag at City Hall (surely, he’ll visit City Hall)? Climb a tree along Abbott Drive? […]