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A Parable About Illusion

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The following story is found in Lillian Daniel’s book Tired of Apologizing for a Church I Don’t Belong To: Spirituality without Stereotypes, Religion without Ranting…

When I was a child, my mother planned a big garden party. At the heart of her vision was that our backyard would be filled with blooming daffodils, which she had planted in anticipation of this party long before. But as the party date approached, the weather stayed cold and no daffodils were even close to blooming.

Yet on the day of the party, our lawn was filled with daffodils, just as she had dreamed.

The guests marveled at the springtime beauty of our yard, especially since no garden in the neighborhood had any springtime action like that.

But then after the guests went home, the daffodils drooped and my mother went through the yard carefully removing all the cut daffodils she had bought from the florist, that she had painstakingly attached to chopsticks with wire twist ties, that she had carefully stuck in the ground.

Those daffodils weren’t fake; they were just short-lived and flimsy, with no bulb under the earth to allow them to survive the rough weather. On the surface and for a short while, they looked like real daffodils but they didn’t have enough going on underneath to last.

They weren’t living. They weren’t rooted; they wilted early on because there was no oxygen to sustain them.

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I don’t want to give this story an application, but rather, I want to offer it for you to consider.

What does it say to you?


God Was A Lot Younger Than I Had Expected

A story… a fable.

Once there was a little boy who learned that God loved him and would be his friend.

One morning he became very angry with his mother. He pulled his wagon into the kitchen and began to fill it with food. He chose two root beers, a half eaten box of crackers, a cheese stick, a kiwi fruit, and two apple-snacks.

“I am leaving,” he told his mother. “I’m going to find God who will be my friend.” His mother wisely let him go, watching him from the upstairs window.

The little boy walked part way down the block to the bus stop and… Read More

Stories With Mischief & Little Bits Of Trouble

This time of year makes me think of a story that happened a few years ago…

Shari and I were on a double date with some friends. After dinner, the date took a nosedive when we ended up at Ross (you know, as in “Dress For Less”). I was trying to make the best of it by finding random, ridiculous items for sale in the store.

The girls walked around the store together, so I stuck with my friend. He found some socks to buy and we stood in line, waiting behind several people. I noticed a bin of VHS movies near the checkout line and one of them caught my eye: 1987’s Buns of Steel workout video… Read More