Times of change
One of the biggest challenges of the modern world is the rate of changes that affect our lives. In a constantly swirling cycle, trends are born and die faster than ever,... »
Personal Accounts
A joyous reunion
My dad jokes about death more than anyone I have ever known. He is 94 and says he never dreamed he would live this long, outliving my mother by 30 years. He jokes that ma... »
Aging and changing
There is often a misconception that the older we get, the less malleable and willing to change we are. I’ve been seeing that it is often quite the contrary! As we age, ou... »
Treasures in the desert
Over the years I’ve learned that walking with God is anything but predictable. The terrain we traverse with Him can vary from day to day. He does indeed lead us through p... »
Deserted phone booths
A city where I used to live is dotted with deserted public telephone booths. Obsolete and derelict, they stand silent and empty, eerie reminders of their former usefulnes... »
Number my days
Psalm 90 is a beautiful prayer by Moses that includes the line, “Teach us to number our days so we can have a wise heart.”[[Psalm 90:12 CEB]] I think what it’s saying her... »
Under the cross
A few years ago, I had a scary experience. I was coming to the end of a very full week and was already exhausted, when my daughter called from Chile explaining how she an... »
The fellowship of traffic walkers
I was fundraising for charity at a traffic light, and I noticed something interesting. Every time another person walked by, they would give me a sort of laughing smile an... »
I think I get it
I boarded the plane that would take me home from a visit to Toronto, Canada. A gentleman came and sat in the seat beside me, talking on his iPhone. I recognized his South... »
The faithful One
One of my favorite verses comes right around the middle of the Bible: “It is better to take refuge in the Lord than to trust in people.”[[Psalm 118:8 NLT]] The entire psa... »
Becky’s gift
Becky was a fellow student I sat next to in 5th grade some 50 years ago. Something reminded me of her this morning and, one thing leading to another, a whole host of memo... »