Writings by Cole Huffman


Lunchroom Land

When my kids were elementary school students, I sometimes lunched with them. Gawking children would say to my son or daughter, Your dad is tall! I heard that as often as I saw kids wasting whole trays of food. I have two dependents still at home, my youngest daughter (high school) and youngest son (middle school). They’re now at the age where Dad’s appearance in the lunchroom would tend to embarrass, even if I went bearing Chick-fil-A, so I don’t tread into their... Read More
Posted by Cole Huffman at Aug 22
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How Can You Compete With Horses?

As I don’t believe in karma, I categorize the vacation mishap as more or less a misadventure. It can happen to anyone taking an active family vacation, venturing out into “things dangerous to come to,” as a spin on the old Life magazine motto has it. Vacation is a time to go to a place we don’t normally go and there do things we don’t normally do.   A friend was telling me about a vacation of his involving hang-gliding. Some things are too... Read More
Posted by Cole Huffman at Jul 15
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I Love You, Church

I don’t tell you enough how much I appreciate you. I don’t say, “I love you, church,” as often as I should. When I was in seminary, I listed on an index card the kind of church I hoped to pastor someday. I kept the card in my Bible and prayed through it weekly. I was taught to be ready and willing to go anywhere the Lord sent me, but I hoped to live in the Southeast. I hoped God would send me to a college town. I hoped for a church that would not fishbowl my family. I... Read More
Posted by Cole Huffman at Jun 12
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