
Ansell: It’s not OK that we sin, it’s just not the end
I’m writing this on Thursday of last week. My day is winding down, the Blonde picked up a pizza, which is something we never do.
I’m writing this on Thursday of last week. My day is winding down, the Blonde picked up a pizza, which is something we never do.
The past weekend is undoubtedly one of the worst in the history of our great state. As I sit and watch videos and read the stories about the flooding in Kerr County, my emotions stir with sadness.
A couple of weeks ago, my husband went to the dentist. He is much braver than I am. There are few things that cause me more anxiety than the thought of someone sticking a drill in my mouth.
British writer and lay theologian C.S. Lewis said, “It would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak.
Germany is efficient. France is flirtatious.
Do you have a special memory of a past Independence Day celebration?
There’s an old story and it’s not in the Bible but it makes a great point. Let me share it with you.
I know I write for a newspaper, but I prefer my news consumption to be of the ostrich variety: head in the sand, happily focused on my own little world, ignoring the dangers and difficulties around me. Except, that’s not exactly true, either.
He began with frogging. Then jigging. By noon, he said, he’d be hula popping. I kept nodding, as though these were natural things for a man to say while I was drinking my first cup of coffee. Or ever.
Generally, I go ‘round without a hat. A hat squeezes the head, itches the scalp. Plus, I like my hair. But we live in interesting, challenging, new times. We must rise to the occasion. Sometimes, to meet the moment, a man needs a hat.