Game Seven
I write this article knowing that it will be published on election day in the United States. Yet I also know that many, most, in fact, will read it after…
I write this article knowing that it will be published on election day in the United States. Yet I also know that many, most, in fact, will read it after…
Rules for today. Don’t offend anyone. Provide trigger warnings if something may cause anxiety for someone. Avoid micro-aggressions. Always say things with a positive spin. I noticed the other day…
In the nearly three years of Lambchow’s existence I have rarely touched on current events, never touched on politics, and strictly avoided hot-button issues. This was intentional and purposeful.…
God can’t use me. Isn’t that what we tell ourselves? That somehow or in someway we are disqualified from being useful in God’s hands. We are too old, too young,…
Have you ever worked with epoxy? It comes in many forms and can be used for a variety of purposes. Whether it’s a five-minute epoxy that comes in a…
Every now and again a news story will break about how archeologist have discovered ancient seeds. Someone a few hundred or even a few thousand years ago stored away some…
Context is everything. A few days ago I felt impressed to write something on Luke 6:1-11. Those verses contain two similar stories. In the first story, Jesus and some disciples…
For the last 5 years, Tina and I have planted zinnias in the flower bed surrounding our yard lamp. In early spring, I cultivate the soil, mulch in some fertilizer…
Dale invited me to contribute to Lambchow awhile ago, and honestly, I didn’t have the boldness to do so. I was not even sure what I should write about. He…
When we see a social injustice, we tend to look for a remedy. We seek answers from our political leaders and institutions, from leaders of movements and causes, from religious…
There seems to be nothing in common between following Jesus and singing the Blues. The expectation for Christ followers is that we always are supposed to be happy. Happy, happy,…
The pitcher puts his foot on the rubber and leans forward, his eyes intent on the catcher crouched sixty feet and six inches away. The count is full as the…