Two trees sit in our home. They are remnants from a lightning storm on the ridge in the National Forest behind where we live… They have a story to tell…a word of truth, an assurance that rests in a…
I know everyone’s social media feeds look different, but yesterday mine seemed full of September greetings. Always one ready to welcome the start of fall, I find myself dragging my feet this year (just a wee bit). Summer simply…
Two nights ago, I was awake for all but about the last three hours when sleep finally claimed me. This is a fairly common occurrence, and generally I assume that if awake, perhaps it’s because the Lord has something…
Hebrews 5:12-14, ESV This has been a whirlwind of a week, and, as a result my schedule has been thrown off, preventing me from my normal early-morning-scheduled times with Jesus. After just a few days of inconsistent time in…
I’ve always been a rule-follower. It’s just easier. In fact, I like rules: the structure, the stability, the safety. I like living in that comfortable zone with good guardrails. So, this last week, when I decided I needed to…
I’d not read The Magician’s Nephew, by CS Lewis, until about a year ago. I’d always thought Chronicles began with The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe. So, I was a wee bit surprised when I dug into the series to…
Each January, during the years we served at Rift Valley Academy in Kenya, Africa Inland Mission held their annual conference at the school. During the conference, other missionaries reported on what God was up to in their areas of…
Awwwwww…dear Martyn Lloyd-Jones, This is the story of Galatians. The story of our JUSTIFICATION. Thank you for the reminder this morning. XXXXX I lay awake for a lengthy amount of time on Sunday evening, stewing over my own…
Sometimes traveling to Hawaii can be more of a nightmare than a vacation to paradise… Let me explain. As I bumble my way through the morning news, I am starkly reminded of the biggest problem our world faces today.…
Thursday rolled in this week rather like the fog used to roll in to the Oregon coast as I was growing up… …meaning, way too fast, covering the landscape around me. There was no fog horn of warning. I…