• gratitude

    fifty years of freedom

    by  • October 24, 2014 • gratitude, hope, memory, zambia • 4 Comments

    Fifty years ago today, I stood with a stadium filled with excited people to observe the birth of a new nation: Northern Rhodesia, a British colony, became Zambia, a free country. We had practiced the new national anthem for months in school, learned about the new currency. We were ready. We actually gathered in...

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    a marked man

    by  • August 3, 2014 • family, forgiveness, grace, gratitude, grief • 17 Comments

    After my father died last year, Ginger and I were at my mother’s apartment and we saw two or three bags of little white powdered donuts in the pantry. When we asked about them,my mother said, “Every morning we got up and I made a pot of coffee and we had a couple of...

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