Who Are You – The Bride
I’m not one for sitting or standing around while others shop for clothes. But there was this one day when it was actually enjoyable. It was the day our daughter…
I’m not one for sitting or standing around while others shop for clothes. But there was this one day when it was actually enjoyable. It was the day our daughter…
A few days ago (back in November of 2015) Betty and I traveled to St. Louis to welcome our newest granddaughter, Evelyn Elizabeth, and visit with Mike, Ali, Mackenzie, and…
Sheep are not always the docile creatures people envision. The popular understanding is that sheep never put up a fuss and just go along with anything. Nope, try sticking a…
There is seems to be a desire for fairness built into each one of us. It is initially born out of the selfish desire to get our due; to get…
What do you do for a living? That is often one of the first questions we ask when we meet someone new. The answer to that one question provides many…
There is a certain family resemblance shared between me, my brother, my dad, and his brother. Get us all in the same room and there is no doubt that we…
Metaphors break. They have their limits. Put too much weight on them and they snap like a power line in an ice storm. The problem with the guitar string metaphor…
Hang around Christian circles long enough and you’re sure to hear several catchphrases. Some of them feel good or give us something to say when we don’t know what…
The other day I drove to work through a gray blanket of fog. I could see far enough ahead to drive safely but normally visible landmarks were hidden from view.…
One day Jesus told a parable which likened the Kingdom of God to a wedding feast. This parable of Jesus is found in Matthew 22:1-14 and contains our next intentional…
Who is really in charge? Who is responsible for my actions or the actions of others or the whims of nature? The second of God’s intentional tensions is the pull…
My musical instrument of choice is guitar. Although I love the sound of a well over-driven Stratocaster or Les Paul, I choose to play a plain-old Martin acoustic. There’s just…