Dr. Henry Cloud tells us that we are leaving a wake on life’s ocean. In case the term is not familiar, the wake of a ship are those waves created by the vessel as it moves through the water. His… Continue reading

All of life has seasons. I have always lived in the north where we enjoy the four seasons. In the Summer time we have the bright sun, the heat, the long evenings and glorious sunsets! But, I also love the… Continue reading

What a blessed day it was for me yesterday when I closed my pastoral service at FDC. I was privileged to hear so many kind words, so much appreciation.  I woke up this morning pondering the question – ‘what’s next?’ … Continue reading

“I cannot do this even one more day!”  Ever said that or at least felt like that? Most of us do.  Working at a job that is terrible? Living in a marriage is hard? Or, you could be fighting inside,… Continue reading

Heaven! Home!  As I do often, I stood in a cemetery to minister to a grieving family on Monday. The grave in front of us defied hope, daring us to believe that there is ‘more beyond.’  A little stone on… Continue reading

An old Gospel song drifted through my thoughts in the early hours of the morning: “I have no song to sing, but that of Christ my King; to Him my praise I’ll bring forevermore.”  In that line there is a… Continue reading

How is your ‘hope’ today?  Yesterday word came that a friend who has given his life to ministry is critically ill, weeks from death apart from a miracle.  My heart was moved by the news, my mind resisting it. “Lord,… Continue reading

Driving home at dusk yesterday, I noted the splash of colors surrounding me and pulled off the road to drink it in.  As I released the tensions of the day, I breathed a prayer of praise, thanking God for the… Continue reading

Many Sunday evening services included a song that proclaimed our faith – loudly and joyfully. We declared that we were ‘standing on the promises of God.’  I am choosing to do that this morning!  My prayers were weighty this morning… Continue reading

“Saving Private Ryan” a movie released in 1998, opens as we watch an old man walk slowly across a field of white crosses in Normandy. He is searching for the grave marker of a Captain Miller who, along with a… Continue reading