Easter Sunday, I found myself stumbling over my lower lip once again, as my jaw dropped upon reading a Twitter message by the senior pastor at the church where Martin Luther King, Jr. served years ago. I believe…
Last Saturday, I had the privilege of introducing myself, and my Jesus-story, to some of the Christian women in Dulce, NM. Dulce is a small community on the Jicarilla Apache Reservation, only 40 minutes from our home. Since early…
By the time, Saturday rolled around, I’m sure Jesus-followers were wondering if life would ever be normal again. Grief does that. So does fear. Top that with doubts and questions and mocking-voices-in-the-head, and it’s no wonder all of Jesus’…
Good Friday. Crucifixion Day. “Yes, the darkness of this day is real, and it is painful. It should cause us to wince, to mourn, to grow quiet as we gaze soberly upon the wounded Christ hanging on His cross.…
Maundy Thursday. Or, “Commandment Thursday.” On Thursday, Jesus went back to Jerusalem from Bethany. Here, on this day, He spent His final hours feasting, loving, serving, and instructing His disciples. Not just His current disciples, but all of us…
I’ve posted before, how years ago, Bay and I spoke in a church up in Denver where we were introduced to a young woman recently rescued from a cult. For years her parents had no idea where she lived,…
BLAMELESS. That word has jumped out of Scripture and into my heart several times this past week. I’ve read it over and over in the current collection of books in which I find myself progressing… I noted it in…
I’ve been sitting this morning with my mouth hanging open and my jaw on the floor. I’ve been trying to pick that jaw up, put it in place, and begin writing this blog; oh, for a few hours now. …
I’ve been reading the book, “Becoming Elisabeth Elliot (authored by Ellen Vaughn).” What a woman of faith! There are few like her in our world today! Inspired by God’s Word (above all), godly women the Lord placed in…
(older vintage, circa 1920’s playground) Recently, Bay showed me an image of an old playground similar to the ones above… That students survived these monstrosities is, well, miraculous, at best, and, amazing, at least. I went digging into the…