The way I see it . . .

Stuck-in-a-Rut copyStuck in a rut!

This post is destined for provocation to some degree, so proceed with caution. Continue reading “The way I see it . . .”


The Underbelly of Security

. . . or how our protection becomes a prisonfeatured image blur

So my two friends, immunity and exemption followed me from childhood into adult life. They didn’t cause any problems as long as they weren’t needed. Now, as long as I didn’t need their help, everything’s good. In other words, as long as I did not have to play my wild card, my underbelly was safe.   Continue reading “The Underbelly of Security”

The way I see it . . .

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Evangelical Veil Productions –

I grew up in the country when home delivery was the norm. Every week we had bread, milk, and even potato chips delivered to our home by guys who drove route trucks. We knew the men by their first names. The guy who drove the bakery truck even had a nickname – Happy. Continue reading “The way I see it . . .”