I took a walk in the woods over an unkempt path. I carelessly crashed through a spider’s web. YIKES! I brushed […]
My young friend is creating a new world in southern West Virginia. I’m not sure he would put it that […]
A friend asked me to explain what Jesus meant by this: Unless you hate your father, mother, brothers, sisters, wife […]
My old friend moved away. He didn’t want to but he had to, he said. He’d lost the ranch along […]
My young friend is drowning. He can’t keep his head above water. Now he’s under. Now he’s up. I would […]
I don’t believe in thoughts and prayers. I don’t believe in tarot, Ouija or I Ching. I don’t believe in […]
I read the news today, oh boy. A crazed man killed 22 in El Paso and another killed nine in […]
I left the church two years ago. I thought I was just retiring but now I see I left it […]
My 10-year old twin granddaughters, their mother, Kate, and I were standing with my wife, Paula, waiting for awards to […]
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WITH THE ONE YOU LOVE
Something notable happened this month that merits an early return from my sabbatical.

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I reached a personal milestone yesterday. Alas, there were no fireworks and no parades.

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Soccer is a beautiful game, my sons told me years ago. I couldn’t see what they saw, but I’m beginning to.

BEYOND REASON
I'm a soccer fan but not a fanatic. Alas, the game releases the inner barbarian.
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About The Author
Randall Tremba was born and raised in Youngstown, Ohio. He took a bachelor of arts in philosophy at Wheaton College, Illinois (1969), [delete extra space]a master’s of divinity at Fuller Theological Seminary, Pasadena, California (1973)[comma] and a doctor of ministry at Princeton Seminary (1992). He was installed as minister of the Shepherdstown (WV) Presbyterian Church in July 1976. Forty-one years later he retired. In between[comma]* he married Paula, became a parent (Jonah, Nathanael, Amanda) and a grandfather as well as founding[comma] founded the Rumsey Radio Hour (1990), and co-founded the Shepherdstown Good News Paper with Ed Zahniser (May 1979). You can follow the author on his blog, thedevilsgift.com.









