We would drop a bucket tied to a rope down into the hole then we would lower one of my friends – his name was Mike – down headfirst holding onto his ankles. He would fill up the bucket. When it was full, we would pull him out by his legs... He was stuck! He tried to yell for us to pull him up, but his voice was muffled given that his head was stuck.
If you are an American today and you find yourself in the position of supporting unlimited abortion and the killing of an innocent life for the promise of a more comfortable future for women with unplanned, unwanted pregnancies and the men who got them pregnant or to live with the consequences of that pregnancy for at least nine months, you are at a crossroads.
What irony! Being a thief, plunging in the freezing water of the Thief River in Northern Minnesota seemed an appropriate punishment for my acquisitive nature. The ice had left the river four weeks earlier but it was still dangerously cold. I swam as fast as it was reasonably possible. My clothes hampered my progress somewhat, … Continue reading Lumber Heist – Ch 1
I am a veterinarian. When my wife and I already had three teenage boys, God had put on our hearts that we should be doing more with our lives and resources to for the kingdom of God. My wife has a brother and a sister whose families have adopted children. One of her brother’s little … Continue reading Foster care and Adoption – essay
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