I remember the first time I met a missionary. I was about six or seven years old and she had returned from four years in Kenya. During the morning service she invited all the children to the front of the church and gave us each a small 45 rpm record. (This was advanced technology at … [Read more…]
There are many pithy sayings about parenting and this one rings true for me, “With children, the days are long but the years are short.”
There are times when we all just need to know there is a safe place to run when we feel the enemy is on the move.
By now most of you have realized the worst part about wearing a face mask; you can smell how bad your own breath is! Most of the time, we aren’t aware of our halitosis. We have no idea what other people go through when leaning into speak with us. Now we are in the unique … [Read more…]
There’s a fair deal of controversy in many parts of the world over whether or not people should be wearing some kind of face mask to help control the spread of COVID 19. It has become a particular issue in many churches. I confess that I don’t understand all the hype. After all, Christians have … [Read more…]
In the last three months our lives have changed in some significant ways. Perhaps some of the changes need to be permanent.
On the Day of Pentecost when the Holy Spirit fell on the people in the Upper Room, they spilled into the street speaking in other tongues. People from different parts of the world, “Parthians, Medes and Elamites, Egypt and the parts of Libya,” heard their own language being spoken and wondered, “What does this mean?” … [Read more…]
How can you tell if someone is a ‘good’ person or a ‘bad’ person? Well one approach currently making the rounds on the internet is called the Shopping Cart Theory. While kind of silly it represents a certain kind of thinking in our world. It goes like this: The shopping cart is the ultimate litmus … [Read more…]
About this time every May, when I was growing up, we would start planting our family garden. We lived out in the country and so the garden was a large one. My father would get the soil ready by running the rototiller over it a few times and breaking up the land. When the time … [Read more…]
Earlier this month, Paul Willis, a hog farmer in Iowa, received a post card from his sister, Annie. She mailed it 33 years ago while visiting the Grand Canyon. That’s why they call it ‘snail mail’.