The happiest people I know are those who know who they are and why they are walking this earth. They are grounded, real, and content.  That person builds relationships, is effective at what she does, and generally makes her world… Continue reading

Finding one’s self under scrutiny by ‘the law’ is not at all pleasant, is it? Who likes to be judged? When the police car falls in behind us and follows us for a mile, what do we feel?  Some sense… Continue reading

I teach a small group of middle schoolers at our Awana (Sunday School).  Yesterday, we went over the most basic, amazingly wonderful, and transformative truth in all of Christianity.  And, what might that be?  I loved the earnestness of those… Continue reading

“Follow the money” is an old phrase that suggests that the truth will be found where you find the person who enjoys the financial benefits. Given that the “love of money is a root of all kinds of evil,” (1… Continue reading

Life can get awfully serious, full of responsibilities.  There are seasons when I feel weighed down by ‘stuff,’ when I forget an important fact-   Jesus celebrates!  He was a ‘Man of sorrows,’ to be sure. However, He laughed, too.  While… Continue reading

At the far edge of my memory, reaching back almost 6 decades, are images of being with my Dad. He was only in his mid-20’s but to me he was big, strong, safe, and wise.  In 1959, we lived in… Continue reading

Who among us has not felt a sense of inadequacy when it comes to the work of God?  When I approach the pulpit on Sunday morning I feel the weight of speaking on God’s behalf and I know that something… Continue reading

I am not looking for a job but apparently someone in the internet world thinks I am! My Facebook page often includes offers that look something like this – -EARN EXTRA MONEY! -Welcome to your future. -A real opportunity! -Looking… Continue reading

Who are you, really?  That can be a frightening question. As we grow into adulthood, we become adept at playing the game of presenting a carefully prepared image of the person we wish we were.  And, too often, there is… Continue reading

As I raked up the branches scattered across the lawn by the recent storm, my muscles protested.  After about 20 minutes, despite a chilly wind, I was perspiring. Why? My physical frame is not accustomed to that kind of exertion.… Continue reading