A House of Prayer
The first event after the hosannas of Jesus entering Jerusalem was the cleansing of the temple. Mark records it this way – “Then they came to Jerusalem. And He entered…
Untouchables
Girls have cooties. Well, they did have cooties when I was on the brink of adolescence. Since cooties may not be an internationally known phenomena, I’d better explain. “Cooties” is…
Adam, Where Are You?
97…98…99…100…Ready or not here I come. We’ve all probably played the childhood game of hide and seek. Trying to remain still and quiet so that we would not be found.…
Leaning on Grace
As I look at my personal arc of faith from youth to where I am today, there are some amazing changes. Even a few things I wish my older self…
Jars of Clay
The Apostle Paul had reason to be put on a pedestal. He had traveled the known world, winning souls and starting churches. Miracles happened at his word. His writing makes…
The Overlooked Sermon
There is a sermon in the Gospel’s that is often overlooked because it’s not red letter. The sermon begins. “You brood of vipers, who warned you to flee from the…
Love is Patient
Love is patient. Talk about going for the gut on the first punch. Paul doesn’t start his “Love is” list with something easy like kindness or gentleness but with patience.…
Today
A nearby seafood restaurant called Joe’s Crab Shack boldly proclaims in large letters on their building “Free Crab Tomorrow.” The sign is designed as an eye-catcher and a declaration of…
Lost Sheep
During my youth, we raised sheep for 4-H and FFA projects. One night, very earlier in my sheep raising career, we received a phone call from a neighbor. He had…
Open My Eyes
There is a basic way of seeing things that I’m drawn to. Call it a perspective of grace. The beginnings of this perception was born in close relationships. Instead of…
I Thank God
I feel compelled today to speak to those who labor and serve in the Lord’s Kingdom. Let’s begin with a passage from Philemon. “I thank my God always, making mention…
Coloring Between the Lines
Perhaps I’m being a bit nostalgic with this post. The meat of this post was written nearly ten years ago as our first grandson Asher was in Pre-school. This week,…