Ruined for the Ordinary

So, I went out to the backyard late one night last week….probably around 11:30pm, and my neighbor, Margita, was there with her old dog, Doxi. (Margita is the same neighbor who lowered the Tesco bag filled with goodies down to our porch that time). It was obvious that something was wrong, and I began to talk with her … (Read on …)

Last week, in our team meeting, we started talking about a man who was caught in the undercurrent of a waterfall. The story is that he tried THREE TIMES to swim out to the calmer waters, but all three times, he was pulled back by the force of the waterfall. Eventually, he succumed to the power of the water, and he drowned. (Read on …)