Jerry Scott

  • Trading Treasure for Junk

    Most of us have received those emails that start out with a sad story of someone who needs to transfer money and needs our help to do it. If we will just send them our bank information, they promise to… Continue reading

  • You can be joyful

    The customer service representative had little interest in helping to correct the billing error that the company had made. She suggested that I should just email their department because she was ‘too busy.’ After spending nearly 30 minutes waiting on… Continue reading

  • Let’s Fight!

    People apparently love to fight! Conflict is as common as dirt, everywhere – among neighbors, between nations, within families. The sad tale of the legendary feud between the Hatfields of West Virginia and the McCoys of Kentucky is an extreme… Continue reading

  • Half Measures?

    To work with a person who is ‘all in,’ unwilling to settle for half-measures, is a joy. You never have to wonder what is hidden, what they are doing when no one else is around, or if they will actually… Continue reading

  • Heaven, home!

    The message about yet another death in our family this morning brought new grief. But, I am not without hope because I have the hope of eternity. What awaits us?  What is this hope of which we speak? Heaven!  Isaiah… Continue reading

  • Not Ashamed!

    Will (not his real name) was in the grip of alcohol, so much so that he jeopardized the safety of his children, nearly destroyed his health, and came close to losing his marriage – then he met Jesus. He told… Continue reading

  • Remember and reflect

    9/11/01 – 19 men full of hatred for ‘the Great Satan’ – America – set out on missions of destruction. 3000 people died and this country was changed. They killed in the name of Allah, their hatred and rage fueled… Continue reading

  • Let me tell you …

    Did you hear about that meeting? Can you believe what she said? Do you know what happened to him?  Gossip is as old as human speech, as common as dust. It is not unique to rich or poor, male or… Continue reading

  • Solitary

    The cell was stark, nothing but a narrow bunk. It was called “Solitary.”  It was the place where inmates were placed for disciplinary reasons, or occasionally, for their own protection.  I toured a prison museum while vacationing last week. (Don’t… Continue reading

  • Afraid?

    The back pain that has afflicted me this week brought me a temptation – to fear! “Jerry,” the little voice whispers, “this is just a taste of what’s ahead as you age. You’re going to be less physically capable from… Continue reading