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  • “They are full of cheap wine!”

    The Spirit filled the first generation Christians. He came with wind, fire, and as they drank His Presence deeply, they were overcome with ecstasy, speaking in tongues, creating a commotion that drew a crowd!  Some who saw what was happening,… Continue reading

  • Whenever I am afraid

      Fear!  The realization of the fragile nature of our human existence can bring terrors, can’t it?  It was as if a chill wind blew through that room, 3 years ago, when the physician told Bev and me that she… Continue reading

  • Dedicated disciple? Distracted dabbler?

    Oswald Chambers taught students and soldiers about living the Christian life. He died at age 43 while serving British soldiers in Egypt as their chaplain. He left a large collection of lessons and sermons which his widow compiled and published… Continue reading

  • Protect the family name!

    A familiar line I heard often as I headed out the door for school was – “You’re a Scott, live like one!” It was Dad’s way of reminding me that I had family name that was honorable and it was… Continue reading

  • Stay here with me

    Yesterday’s dawn was not a bright moment for me.  Even as I awakened I felt the grey fog of grief around me like a wet blanket. It was not unexpected! Last week we went through the rituals that followed the… Continue reading

  • Get Your Heart Into It

    Passionate people will not stop talking about that ‘thing’ that makes life what it is. Down deep we may admire their commitment, but occasionally we might wonder about their sanity, especially if we do not share their love for whatever… Continue reading

  • The church as convenience store

    Just down the road from my house are a couple of small stores where I can buy a loaf of bread, a gallon of milk, aspirin, and even gasoline for my car. These small shops are rightly called ‘convenience stores’… Continue reading

  • Water’s Wonder

    My koi pond has a little waterfall. The sound of water cascading down the rocks sooths me when I stand there. I love listening to the surf at oceanside as well as the song of the water tumbling over the… Continue reading

  • Yet another grave!

    Yesterday I stood next to yet another grave and spoke those words ‘ashes to ashes, dust to dust’ as we laid the body of my father in law in the ground. Grief has become a familiar friend. I did not… Continue reading

  • Playing church?

    Remember when you were a child and you played at some role?  Dad bought me an old car to run in our farm fields when I was about 13. Gunning that little Plymouth Valiant around the dirt oval in made,… Continue reading