• Lead Like Ike, by Geoff Loftus

    The premise of this book is great–there are valuable leadership and administrative lessons and strategies to be gleaned from Dwight Eisenhower’s D-Day operations. However, the book lacks practical application of these lessons. Throughout the historical narrative of Eisenhower’s operations are text boxes with administrative nuggets. But that’s where it ends. There is no how-to or Read more


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  • dental lab

    Came across this unique, street-side service on our trip to Jaipur, India. Read more


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  • the once-over

    I gave her the quick once-over. Starting with her candy-apple red toenails in a pair of open-toed white alligators, my eyes travelled upwards past a designer linen suit and a green silk blouse to deep red lips that matched her toes. Pale green polish complemented the blouse. The blonde hair and brown eyelashes were definitely Read more


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  • uncle solomon

    He hibernated in our home, sleeping till noon and waking up groggy and strange. He never spoke until he brushed his teeth, so he’d murmur and mutter, shake and nod, until he did. Why he waited for precisely an hour, I don’t know. But then everyone stopped trying to figure out Uncle Solomon a long Read more


  • life after death

    She was a mother six times over. Six times she experienced the gut-wrenching pains of labor. Six times she hoped; but every time her hopes were shattered and her heart broken. After watching six babies die in her arms within 48 hours of birth, Maiya came to Scheer Memorial Hospital, discouraged and depressed, tired and Read more


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  • booger flips and snot

    The rich and the poor have this in common: The LORD made them both.–Proverbs 22:2, New Living Translation The hospital where I worked (in Nepal) has big, deep trash cans to collect the obvious–trash–and the booger and snot deposits of employees and visitors. In Nepal it is not bad manners to insert your finger or Read more


  • my sathi

    “Hi Sathi” . . . that’s how Melinda’s emails begin.  Sathi–it’s Nepali (and Hindi and Urdu and Sanskrit) for “friend.” As far as friends go, we were quite different to start with: I was older, she younger; I’m short, she’s tall; I had adolescent children; she had a two little boys, one still in diapers. Read more


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  • how I got my name

    I have scores of cousins—most of them boys, all of them with names that end with “in:” Calvin, Franklin, Merlin, Alvin, Ervin, etc. Eventually my uncles ran out of names, so they made some up–They’d pick two consonants, add a vowel and slap on the “in.” So I have cousins totally embarrassed by their names. Read more


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  • a lesson from cruddy underwear

    It’s bedtime and everything in my mother’s home is perfect. The kitchen is spotless. Magazines, books and mail put away. Furniture dusted. Bathrooms washed. Carpets and floors clean (My children seriously believe that anything that falls on Grandma’s floor remains clean). Next, she showers and puts on a freshly pressed nightgown (Don’t even try explaining Read more


  • crazy divine plans

    I’m the Lord’s maid, ready to serve. Let it be with me just as you say. Luke 1:38 Seems to me like most of God’s plans are on the somewhat crazy side of divine. Is it to amuse His audience, to make obedience that much more difficult or to just for theatrical reasons? For instance making man out Read more


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