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A Slice Of Life To Go is an online Christian blog written by Todd Thompson. It encourages people to see the beauty in ordinary moments and to know God’s unconditional, unfailing love in everyday life.

Grandparents

E-Har-Har-Harmony

Wednesday, April 27th, 2011

Sometimes we just have to laugh. As Frederick Buechner wrote, “Laughing is better than crying and maybe not even all that different…(because) no matter what the immediate occasion is of either your laughter or your tears, the object of both ends up being yourself and your own life.” Several months ago while driving on Loop […]

Triple Word Score

Monday, January 17th, 2011

As a kid I was blessed to live just down the road from all my Grandparents. My Dad’s parents lived a half mile away. My Mom’s folks were a whole 2 miles away. The close proximity allowed me to spend lots of time with all of them. When I was a kid I would play […]

Of Tornados And Pie

Monday, August 21st, 2006

It was 25 years ago this month that my Grandpa Thompson passed away. I just realized that today. On the calendar, 25 years is a long time. Yet in my mind not all that long ago. When I look in the mirror, it’s easy to see I’m not the 18 year-old kid who preached his […]

The Challenge When You’re Not A Rose

Friday, April 29th, 2005

My roses are blooming. Wanna come see? I remember my Grandfather saying these words. “My roses are blooming. Wanna come see?” He’d want me to follow and I would. Not because I had a passion for roses. More out of respect for Grandpa. Oh, I liked them ok. But he loved them. He even painted […]

Riding In The Scoop

Friday, April 4th, 2003

They sat side by side in the passenger area of Gate 25, Terminal 3 at Sky Harbor. If it’s true that people married to one another for a long time eventually begin to look alike, then this seventy something couple have flown together for many years. Surrounded by appropriately noisy young families juggling kid packs, […]

Going For A Ride

Thursday, May 30th, 2002

It was the kind of Saturday Iowa kids look forward to from January on. A sunny, windy, “Mom said wear a jacket but I’m pretending I didn’t hear that” Saturday. After months of being parka-wrapped like a polar mummy, 60 degrees is the glorious after-life. A thawing, muddy nirvana whose only recollections of the former […]