Once a week, I carpool the neighborhood kids to middle school down the mountain. No matter which parent is driving them, they have a morning ritual of listening to a radio show where the DJ makes a prank phone call. This morning, the trick call was to a kindergarten art teacher. The radio man was… Read More I’m sorry.
As we age, I think most people have things they’ve done that make them shudder when they remember. I have a list of them that I recall to mind when I need to take my ego down a notch. Thinking about them is my rendition of flogging. I pull these memories out of my personal… Read More Navel Gazing: Regrets
I have always gone to church, but I almost quit. In fact, I almost quit every week. I spend many Sundays wondering what the point is? Many times I don’t really enjoy it. I doubt if I’d be missed. Intellectually, I know God is not found in a building. In fact, I often wonder if God… Read More I Go to Church
Even in her cynicism, Sarah’s faith shines bright, and she submits in faith to try once more to make a baby. She believed God. … Read More Women in the Text: Sarah’s Submissive Reputation
I guess the early church had given up on each other. I wonder if those spurs had anything to do with it?… Read More When spurs leave you bleeding and jumpy…
Words are not a talisman of protection against strong desire or deceit. In fact, referencing God’s Word is Satan’s best tactic in tempting Christians to act like heathens. … Read More Satan’s best tactic
In my head, his tantrum sounds just like the one I had this morning with my three children.… Read More Gems from Numbers 11: “Let me out of here!”