One thing I’m doing to process the experience of Rich’s Ride is flipping through hundreds of photos. You can imagine that each picture evokes some vivid memories. I’m noticing that occasionally a photo prompts a question. I thought I’d share a few of them. What do you say about hope–something real that doesn’t sound like simplistic Christianese–to a guy […]

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1133 miles I never realized how much the river begins to twist and turn as it approaches Memphis. Rivers always have bends and corners. Everyone knows there’s no such thing as a perfectly straight river. But I wasn’t prepared for this. I can’t follow the river here. No roads trace anything close to the meandering […]

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Every Monday while I’m on this crazy ride I’m sharing some reflections about the Mississippi River as a metaphor for a dream. You can see previous articles here. * * * * * Thursday and Friday of last week I scarcely saw the river. I trust that it’s there, that I’ll meet it again at […]

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