Instruments of Love
0Mother’s Day 2018 So much depends upon being a mother, even though none of us have had official training. We suspect the old proverb is true, that the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world. Mothers have power. Mother’s Day—layered mile-high …
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Home – Why We Need it More than Ever
“Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore, Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me: I lift my lamp beside the golden door…” –inscription on the Statue of Liberty …
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The Night I Saw an Angel
Jesus said that to enter the kingdom, we must become as children. And with child-like faith, we open our eyes to the reality of His abiding presence. Picture a stick-thin girl of ten years clad in blue jeans, sweatshirt and tennis shoes, …
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Caught by Surprise
Caught by Surprise Have I not lived in the Cascades mountain range for 34 years? Do I not know that winter follow autumn? When I see the brilliant leaves and breathe the crisp air, do I not remember that winter will soon come? We had …
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Why I Need Yom Kippur
Yom Kippur’s lessons are profound because it deals with sin. And we all sin, we all come short. We all need forgiveness. Tonight Yom Kippur begins and lasts for 25 hours. We Christians can learn powerful lessons from Yom Kippur, one of the holiest …
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Finding Followers
I live in the world of writing and books. And we writers and speakers who want to sell our books need followers. It’s true that the key to a successful book is to: 1. Write a good book that meets a felt need …
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The Lack of Words
I know I haven’t posted lately. There are times in a writer’s life when the document stays blank. Hemingway described it: “words… just shapes to fill lacks”[1]? So the document stays open, empty, because at times, life defies description. I suppose Christian writers, or writers …
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Things My Father Taught Me
I am keenly aware this Father’s Day that I am the same age that my father was when he died. Although he was a man of few words, he taught me three profound lessons. My father was an inscrutable mystery to me. Born …
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What Shall We Sing?
The delicious Sunday lunch was over, and we sat at the table, relaxing. I had been the guest speaker at my host’s church that morning. It was then that the pastor’s father-in-law, a vigorous 86 year old, leaned his elbows on the table and fixed …
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