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Are we actively creative for God? Will anything we’re doing be remembered or used 35 years from now… or more?
It was a showdown of epic proportions. Two neighboring houses in my town went head-to-head every December in pursuit of one objective: Who could create the most dazzling and extravagant outdoor Christmas display?
See the little town of Westerly right smack in the middle of the Weather Channel storm track? Yep, that’s my town…
Have you ever been on a factory tour? A sea of twirling machinery… robotic arms twisting to-and-fro, and rows of colorful bottles whizzing past at dazzlingly high-speeds…
The lights flicker several times, teasing us for a few final moments before all goes black. The New England coastal weather has left us devoid of power... again. It seems like every storm these days sends us into the dark.
The aging house hadn’t been painted in 10 or 15 years. The once-bright walls had long since faded, and weathered stains under the windows were like dark circles under its eyes after a sleepless night. Years of neglect had taken their toll…
Something was very wrong, but I didn’t want to admit it. Just moments before, I sat peacefully on the couch with my laptop, but now it felt like a flaming python was wrapping around my torso, its searing squeeze tightening by the second…
We’ve had an unusual visitor this summer. He shows up at our front door around the same time every night, never bothering to call first. We just leave the light on and assume we’ll see him at some point. He stays for hours, relaxing and eating before heading home in the wee hours of the morning…
My son, Dave, loves googling random things. It’s like he has Google on speed-dial. Every conversation leads to new questions that need answers. But searching for interesting tidbits is not a new mindset for him…
If you’re on social media, you’ve surely seen posts like this.. So what are 10 things I dislike that other people like?
The storm has been raging all day. Violent gusts of wind pound our house; the walls groan and shudder from the sustained assault…
It was a familiar sight as I climbed into the car today: my dogs staring sadly out the front window at me…
If aliens from another planet landed in America, they would probably conclude that all Earthlings exist for 11 months in relative frugality, only to spend the last four weeks of the year madly buying everything in sight…
We may not have donned a full Grinch suit and planned our attack on Whoville yet, but a joyful spirit is not our natural inclination or the “cool thing” these days…
It was a masterpiece on wheels. The supercar glistened in the parking spot next to mine, daring anyone not to turn and stare…
When we think of summer, most of us picture blissful weeks of warmth and perfection, the sweet smell of flowers and freshly cut lawns. Somehow all those visions overlook one thing: August – a.k.a. thirty days of mind-paralyzing heat and humidity…
I never thought the day would come. My eyesight had always been better than 20/20. I was the one who could read the most distant road signs, assemble the smallest plastic models for my kids, or find Waldo in a sea of humanity. But then it happened…
A couple months ago I endured the utter anxiety of the movie, Free Solo. Have you seen it? The vertigo-inducing biopic follows Alex Honnold’s quest to scale El Capitan. Climbing this 3,000+ foot wall of sheer granite would be a harrowing feat in itself, but Alex takes it to a whole new level: he uses no safety ropes or climbing equipment…
Is that a real dog, or is it a stuffed animal? Pictures of our new puppy leave most people wondering if we’re just conducting photo ops with a plush toy…
A gentle rain had been falling for hours. I stepped outside and scurried to my car… hands full, fumbling for my keys, trying to keep my stuff dry. Then the unthinkable happened: my phone slipped from my grasp. I watched in horror as it plunged, end-over-end, and splashed unceremoniously into a murky pool on the asphalt…