“We’re retired,” John and I say to each other every Sunday afternoon, “for the next thirty-six hours.” And then we…
Confessions of the Heart
An Open Letter of Confession: Our church is getting a new bathroom. Only those who’ve guzzled three cups of church…
In Season
Summer, winter, spring and pumpkin. What’s not to love about Fall? Pulling out this season’s sweaters is like greeting old…
Stranger Things
“Stranger danger” was a repeated discussion in our house when the kids were growing up. After one particularly arduous conversation…
Sweet Life Lesson
I have been living in the dark ages; —like first-layer-of-an-Oreo-cookie-dark. Oh wait—I can’t say that anymore, based on the vanilla…
Raw, Hard Facts of Life
We just got home from being out of the country a few weeks, so maybe it’s cultural shock, or jet…
Tribal Mentality
“I am SUCH a Loser,” I said to myself as I closed the book about a woman in Papua New…
A Fish AND The Holy Spirit
A few weeks ago I was sitting by my pond, and I casually said to the Lord, “Lord, I want…
Re(d)scued
Remembering the Lord’s ability to part the Red Sea, I asked him to part the Red Tape I was facing.…
At the river today (see yesterday’s post) the conversation is about working with what we’ve got. In the last five…
