For Christ also died for sins, once for all, the just for the unjust, that He might bring us to God . . . 1 Peter 3:18 It’s Triple Crown Race time in Louisville. In the city that uses Derby as an excuse to party right up to the first weekend in May, the Louisville Triple Crown […]
White Christmas Dreaming 2011
( Sing-a-long!) I’m dreaming of a Kenyan Christmas. This summer we all got to go. Where their smiles glisten, We went on mission. Wild beasts – a safari show! I’m dreaming of a 20th Christmas. Two decades since this bride wore white. Our days are still merry and bright Even though we wear readers […]
Lessons from Luke: Zacharias
Rarely is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity all that it claims to be. More often than not it’s a sales gimmick; a manipulative tool of persuasion designed to prompt impulsive action. In Zacharias’ case, however, it was the real deal. He was living the dream. Only once in the lifetime of any priest were you able to enter the temple of […]
Thank Your Mentors!
George Mueller once admitted that he had never thanked God for his socks. He promptly rectified the situation by turning a grateful heart toward his Heavenly Father for this arguably insignificant (by comparison) blessing. My take-a-way when I first ran across this story about Mueller: if only all I had forgotten to thank God for […]
Raining Cats, Dogs . . . and Squirrels?
One of the greatest benefits of home schooling is the expanded classroom. Truly, all the world’s a stage for learning. So, two weeks ago, before the coldfront settled into town, Ivy, Ellie and myself were taking advantage of a perfect day by studying math atop Grandma Sauder’s quilt spread out on the driveway. Patches, the mighty hunter, prowled the […]
I Told You So . . .
“Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father, There is no shadow of turning with Thee; Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be. (Thomas O. Chisholm) “I told you so.” That dreaded phrase, implying that the speaker was right. I was wrong. I had one of those surreal moments […]
When the First-born Flies the Coop . . .
I grabbed six bowls to set the table for soup this past Thursday night. I only needed five. In a million little ways each day I’m reminded that my first-born has flown the coop. Two Sundays ago I leaned over to Kurt during the service and whispered, “Honey, this is our last worship service together as […]
