"I would not like nights so bright you could not see the stars." -- Akira Kurosawa

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I grew up in a family of Southern storytellers. Back in 2004, I started Whole Bean to continue the tradition in a new medium. Over the years, I've written about families and friends, peculiar situations, extended road trips, recalcitrant home appliances, and many things for which I'm truly grateful. I hope you enjoy your time here.
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It is Good Friday. I have just returned from one of the most moving Good Friday services that my church has ever held. Over the course of 45 minutes, we were witness to a group of members playing the parts of people who had seen Jesus in the last days of his life. Barabbas wondered why the crowd wanted him saved, a carpenter was outraged at the idea of constructing a cross for a man who didn't deserve one, and Mary pleaded with God to take his son, just as He had delivered Jesus to her. The service ended silently, and we remained as long as we wished...