1. Wow, your “alien sighting” is a bit unnerving, floating there all by itself! I’m reading The True Meaning of Smekday (the book the movie Home is apparently based off of) to my 6YO right now, so we have aliens and Roswell on the brain. 🙂

    • LOL, it was bizarre.

      I haven’t read that book, but it sounds fun! Love that you read with your kids!! Oh, the places you’ll go, the creatures you’ll encounter 🙂

  2. I hope to read your book someday!

    I clicked on several of those links and was surprised to find that Rolling Thunder, the name of the Bob Dylan concert that I saw in 1985, has a Biblical reference. I shouldn’t be surprised, though. Dylan did like subtext!

    Rose’s comment reminds me that I really want to read The True Meaning of Smekday.

    • It’s true, what you said about Dylan. He’s not the only one, as you’ve probably noticed. 🙂

      So many cultural references find their origins in Bible passages, same as with Shakespeare’s works! I am lucky, in that I was steeped in its language, stories, and metaphors. Say what you will about religions on which they’re founded (or vice versa), familiarity with religious texts is a building block for cultural literacy & the search for common ground.

    • So interesting, isn’t it, the way sermons become time capsules of a sort? The content — and a preacher’s delivery style–mirrors the times in which they are delivered.

      Thank you for your encouragement, Jeannine! It does me a world of good to know you are out there, holding good thoughts for WITNESS.

    • A familiar refrain, isn’t it, even if/when the specifics are a bit…out there. 🙂

      Thanks of stopping by to read & comment! I’m wishing you all the best as you begin submitting your book to publishers.

  3. Especially love this: “He knew how to rub together two sticks of implausibility until they generated light and heat. ” Awesome– can’t wait to read the whole thing!

  4. Hey, thanks! It’s a storyteller’s trick, isn’t it? Works especially well around the proverbial campfire. 🙂

    I can’t WAIT for the day when I’m finally able to tell the whole story! Hoping that happens sooner than later, and that I’m able to share some of it with you in person.

  5. I was reminded of our trips to see Grandma when I saw your photo of the railroad crossing.
    As we drove the 90 miles to get to her house, we’d count railroad crossings. One, two, three, and by the time we crossed the 4th one, we’d be at her chicken ranch and run into her arms and snuggle our faces in her apron.
    We will be visiting the place next Sunday and look forward to holding my great niece who now lives there with her parents.

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