I saw it in the softening of a terrified, timid, hardened soul. Once unapproachable and decidedly unwilling to accept truth, help, wisdom, or love. Then one day, her feeble, unforeseen smile couldn’t be missed. Her questions seemed to shout, her brief, incomplete text messages voiced a million words, and her tight hug shook my being. … More Unreal, Unbelievable, Impossible Change
If I’m really honest, I’m afraid of tomorrow. And really, all my fears show up in that one perpetual, relentless fear. I. Am. Afraid. Of. The. Future. I’m afraid of what lies ahead. And I’m afraid of what may lie ahead. I am afraid of the unknown. I’m afraid the years will go by too quickly. … More I Am Afraid of the Future
Almost weekly, I engage in conversation on matters of Christian opinion. My own opinions are rarely popular, and much to my consternation on most occasions, inquiring minds want to know. So we chat. Yet the conversation that continues to puzzle me is the pervading belief that a Christian has the right to his/her liberty. The … More When Our Freedoms Bind Us
Today, I celebrate my other birthday, and I remember . . . Our family of eight never made a big thing out of holidays. No costly festivities or extravagant decor, and birthdays didn’t have cake. Instead, we partied in our own simple way and celebrated what was most important. We pulled out the dusty birthday … More My Other Birthday
I have lots of conversations with non-Christians. Non-Christians who claim to be Christian. The conversation goes something like this . . . “Would you consider yourself to be a Christian?” “Yes.” “Do you mind explaining what you mean by that? In your opinion, what does it mean to be a Christian?” “I don’t know. I’ve … More But Do You Love It?
Every week, I see fatherless babies. Wrapped in the life-giving frame of their hopeless mommies. And I wonder . . . With aching heart, I wonder at her story. The absence of a father. The addictions of a mother. The attention of a so-called “lover.” Trauma. Abuse. Abandonment. Ignorance. A lie-infested culture which has so … More Who Formed You From the Womb
Seems eggs can’t just be cracked and scrambled these days. First, my contentious friends are asking: In what order should they be removed from the carton? Balance must be maintained, they say. Then, in another conversation, one friend says organic eggs are so much better. I haven’t eaten them enough to know, but I’m kinda … More Organic Eggs and My Taste for CCM