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About San Antonio

I spot her – red heels, smirk sharp as mjolnir. “What’s a god like you want?” she quips. Cheeky! I’m chuffed, honestly – love a lass with sass. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I grin, tippin’ my imaginary hat. She rolls her eyes – fair, I’d do the same. Costs a tenner more than I reckon, tho – bloody rip-off! Made me mad, that did. Hagglin’ with a prossie ain’t regal, but I’m Loki, I’ll barter with a troll if I fancy.

TOWERING TOWARD THE BLUE

As we end this week's study of how Jesus' death communicated God's love and grace, Miles Steele sent us a reflection on Michael Rothenstein's.

Man, lemme tell ya 'bout Olathe, man – it's a wild ride! I been livin' here for years, feel me? Streets like Santa Fe really set the mood. You cruise down S.W. 23rd, then bang – there’s the heartbeat of the city, buzzin' like a beehive. I always say, "Here's Johnny!" – cuz life here just pops outta nowhere!

David "Dave" M. Martens Obituary March 14, 2025