Jerry Scott

  • Living with Less? Why?

    In January, I decided that it was time to pay more attention to my health, starting with my weight. This morning the scale told me I reached a goal, 200 lbs. I shed about 25 lbs. People who take note… Continue reading

  • Keeping score?

    We are an incurably competitive lot here in America. We constantly measure our wins and losses. Why? Partially it is because we are a nation of many different people groups. Every immigrant group in our nation has had to struggle… Continue reading

  • God in the questions

    Questions are a part of my life. From an early age, I asked “Why?”  While a little boy I took my toys apart to see what made them run. As a young adult, I made authority figures uncomfortable by pushing… Continue reading

  • The Active Pursuit of GOOD

    Last Thursday I came home after an afternoon spent with other faithful people at our church’s food pantry.  That day we handed out a ton (literally) of groceries – canned goods, frozen foods, diapers, soap, shampoo, and fresh produce- to… Continue reading

  • 2:30 am – “But, God…”

    At 2:30 this morning an aching knee awakened me, a reminder that my body is getting closer to its expiration date! In the darkness I began to think of the various crises of my lifetime. I remembered Mrs. Kirk’s 4th… Continue reading

  • Small god, small faith

    Life is conducted these days, for the most part, on a first-name basis. On those rare occasions when someone introduces me as “Rev. Scott,” I quickly add, “just Jerry, please.” Informality has become the rule almost everywhere. Some miss the… Continue reading

  • Running on Empty?

    The man arrived at the Denver airport late at night, tired and ready to be home in his own bed. It was an hour’s drive through a desolate stretch of Northern Colorado. Not far into the trip a blinking light… Continue reading

  • Take charge of those emotions

    This stormy year, 2020, creates fertile conditions for us to become panicky, troubled, and reactionary. I readily admit that I can work myself into a worried state in a minute or less! Who has not asked, “What’s next?” and wondered… Continue reading

  • Love renewed

    A  picture of Bev and me sits on a side table in my living room, two kids in 1974 with love in their eyes. When I look at it, nostalgia takes over. “Wouldn’t it be great to relive that ‘first… Continue reading

  • I Hope You Dance

    The day was full of ordinary joys – a cup of coffee with an old friend, reading a note from a recent grad who thanked me for a hundred Bible chapels in her elementary years, a few hours handing out… Continue reading