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I’m a fellow of questions—yes, questions galore. If a thought knocks once, I go answer the door. Whenever I hear something curious or new, My

I’m a fellow of questions—yes, questions galore. If a thought knocks once, I go answer the door. Whenever I hear something curious or new, My

I once met a thinker—Professor Aha McPhear, Who said, “Facts in a book may go in one ear. But unless they go Boom! in the

When I was a boy with a scuffed-up shoe, I learned to say both “please” and “thank you”— Not mumbled or flippantly tossed into the

Oh, writers with notebooks stacked high to the sky, With dreams that rise higher than birds can fly, You aren’t strange or failing or missing

If we were to look back at the whole windy week, We’d see some brave words we’re still learning to speak. Perhaps in our writing,

I was told by a smart turtle in Publishing Town, That deadlines are missed—so often pushed down. But meet them on time, and folks point

We should consider the writing steps that we’ve made— Not leaps into glory, just whatever bricks that we’ve laid. For growth isn’t fireworks, trumpets, or

It slipped through the cracks. Oh my, goodness me. Losing track of time, I failed to be where I said I’d be. A flood of

On a day when the Left Behind series caught flame, The author was quickly rising to bestseller fame. Jerry Jenkins was signing books near my

Most folks think their foe is a flickering fright, A shadow that sneaks up in the middle of night, A hiss in the hall or

In old Western towns on a dusty street track, Good guys wore white and bad guys wore black. With a tip of a brim you

Some folks walk into a room and don’t have a clue. The place could be rumbling, but he sees nothing new. A problem could shout