Giving Bacon to Vegans

I like bacon. A lot. Bacon is the meat candy of the food world. Bacon is compelling proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. Few things are not made better by adding wonderful, crispy bacon to them. I once made bacon chocolate chip cookies, and the salty, sweet, gooey combination was life-changing. I want everyone to experience the joy that is this greasy aromatic gift from God, but some people just don’t appreciate it.

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“There’s No Crying in HomeDepot!”

(All names in this blog have been changed. The stories are true.)

After years of working with children who’ve been orphaned and abandoned, if you’re not careful, you can sometimes become immune to the nightmarish history so many children have. It’s not that one stops caring; emotionally shutting down is just a survival mechanism. Week after week, it’s hard to listen to the horrific stories, see the physical bruises and broken bones, and walk with children as the emotional wounds come to the surface.

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At-risk Children in the Times of COVID

There will always be orphaned and abandoned children; some things never change. There will always be families pushed to the breaking point. We live in a broken world with broken people, it’s been this way for a very long time, and nothing indicates humanity is getting any better. What does change is the magnitude and number of children in need. As cold as this sounds, it’s a numbers game, the more families are under pressure, the more families collapse. When people are under pressure, children become victims. With the current COVID situation, we see the number of children in extreme danger growing exponentially.

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“It’s Good Enough For Orphans.”

Over the years, I like to think I’ve become a patient man, my wife might disagree, but I still like to believe that I’ve mellowed. A few comments can still get me angry to the point that I reach for my blood pressure meds: “It’s good enough for Mexico,” or the more offensive “It’s good enough for an orphanage.” Or the similar thought process that’s the absolute most offensive: “It’s good enough for orphans.” There are times that behind my smiling facade, I want to punch someone.

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