March is chock-full of holidays ranging from National Pig Day on the 1st to National Pi Day (the number, not the dessert) on the 14th to my favorite National Goof-Off Day on the 22nd. But more importantly, March is a time of new beginnings and renewal. God decrees nature at this time to show off […]
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Russell Herman, a 67-year-old carpenter died in 1994. In his will, he bequeathed staggering amounts of money to arguably terrific causes: more than $2 billion for the City of East St. Louis, another $1.5 billion for the State of Illinois, $2.5 billion for the National Forest Service, and a whopping $6 trillion to help pay
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As a small child, Christmas held a special magic I’ve often wished I could experience once again. Mesmerized by the tinseled tree whose outstretched arms protected rewards for a good little boy’s year-long behavior, I anticipated for two weeks what marvelous treasures lay concealed by colored wrapping paper bound with glittering ribbons and bows. I
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Last night I was given the honor of being asked to speak at the Porterville Peace Rally. These were my comments. Good evening. My name is Rick Groves. Most of you don’t know me, and all of us are far too complex to nail down in a few words. So, by way of personal introduction,
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Stopping to pick wild blackberries in the mountains reminds me just how awesomely good our God is…
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I hate washing dishes. Probably because I still associate it with punishment. When I was a kid growing up in Grandma’s house if I did something wrong, that was my penance — get my rebellious little behind into the kitchen, stand in front of the sink, and scrub. Somehow still today I think I must
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My Grandpa and Grandma who raised me picked me up after the last day of eighth grade in 1973 to leave on a two-week vacation to Oklahoma and Arkansas to visit relatives I’d never met but heard a lot of stories about. The polar white ’66 Mercury Colony Park station wagon was loaded for an
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When we think of buried treasure, our mind most often conjures pictures of finding precious metals or jewels that have lain in wait below the ground for a wonderful discovery that makes our life richer. We dream of the pleasures we can buy with the value of such a lucky find, and we imagine the
