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Old Friends

You can’t make old friends. ~ Ben Rector I never had any friends later on, like the ones I had when I was twelve…Jesus, does anyone? Fade to black. Roll the credits. That was the final scene in the classic, coming-of-age film, “Stand By Me.” Childhood friendships; there’s just something about them. they’re the kind of friends you can go years without seeing and pick up exactly where you left off. It’s rare, and I have three. Last year, on a perfect spring day, my buddy from high school and I went to Boston and saw the Sox and Tigers play in historic Fenway Park. He traveled there from Texas. I flew in from Tennessee. Together, we walked those hallowed …

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What Are You Listening To?

The worst lies are the lies we tell ourselves. ~ Richard Bach My father-in-law requested I speak at his funeral. I had never done that before and it terrified me. I pictured myself in a sharp dark suit with all eyes on me, and I got nothing. How do you sum up a 95-year old World War II veteran’s life in a few minutes? Should I be funny? What if I screw up and say something stupid? So, before I wrote a single word, I asked Donald Miller, an author and CEO of StoryBrand for advice. He thought for a moment, and then he said something I won’t forget. “Remember that funerals are for the living,” he began. “I think …

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Your Assist

A lot of people don’t do well simply because they major in minor things. ~ Jim Rohn I know a guy who can dribble a basketball better than any single human being I’ve ever seen. Seriously. He’s so good that NBA players come to him for instruction. When I was younger, I would say to him, “Man, I’d give anything to dribble like you.” He’d smirk at me like he knew something I didn’t. He did. Jason has spent a lifetime dribbling. When he was a boy, he woke up at dawn and he dribbled. He went to the neighborhood courts in the afternoon and he dribbled. He’d walk a half-mile home for lunch, dribbling. He’d return and play until …

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Okay, Tell Me…

Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the intent to reply.” — Stephen R. Covey Over the holidays, I posted a picture on Facebook of my dad reading love letters he and mom exchanged before they were married fifty-seven years ago. As dad read them aloud, we smiled, we laughed, and of course we shared more than a few “awwwww” moments. It truly was the best part of Christmas. I forgot I shared the picture on Facebook until a few days after Christmas when my co-worker, Angela brought it up. She pulled up an empty chair next to my desk, sat down, looked straight into my eyes and said, “Okay, tell me about your …

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If Only…

We rejoice, Mr. President that you are safely tucked in now and through the ages with God’s loving arms around you. ~ Former Secretary of State James Baker There were so many poignant moments as the 41st President of the United States, George H.W. Bush was laid to rest. Like millions of Americans, I was first moved to tears watching Senator Bob Dole muster every bit of his remaining strength to rise from his wheelchair to salute his fellow war hero and former political foe. The tears returned as the President was eulogized, culminating with his son, President George W. Bush overtaken by emotion as he called his dad, “The best father a son or daughter could ever have.” My …