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I grew up in the church (PTL) and I grew up singing, “Deep and wide, deep and wide, there is a fountain flowing deep and wide.” I also grew up going to the community pool when visiting my grandparents and I remember the kiddie pool. As an older child I would run through it and the water was warm and comfortable.

The road was hot, hard and dusty. The dirt had filtered through my sandals and my feet felt grimy and nasty. I wiped the sweat from my eyes and lashes and kept going. I had to keep going. I should have started sooner.

I’m a proud GenXer, especially since a common observation about us is that we don’t age as quickly as previous generations. I’m easy.

The man reached for the halter of the young horse and smiled. The colt had changed a lot in the last thirty days of riding and handling. He was going to be good; probably one of the best he had worked with and trained in years.

I’ve been reading through the Apostle’s Paul’s second letter to Timothy. There is one common thread that the Apostle Paul writes about to a youngish, middle aged pastor. That thread is “suffering.”

It’s summer vacation planning time. Normally, Rick and I have our vacation planned long before now, but this year we’ve had some distractions. Last night, we brainstormed where we could go and what we might do.

I heard a story a long time ago about a drunk who became a Christian. One of the biggest surprises of his new faith was that the church didn’t know how to have fun.