I recently read a book entitled Who Owns The Earth by James Ridgeway. In it he describes the various natural resources of the earth, where they can be found, what they are used for, their value, who controls them and how much is left.
The Devil has millions of people hoodwinked into the belief that they must save themselves. As some verbalize it here in the South, they’ve 'gotta get religion' before they can come to God. And my big question to this is, "Why wait?"
Have you ever been a rock climber? I haven’t, I don’t have the courage for such activity, not even the simulated indoor rock climbs. However, I know stout-hearted people who take on the challenge of such climbing. A lot of gear is required to climb...
Last year our family moved into a little farmhouse in the country, and we often uncover old items. It seems that two elderly bachelor brothers owned it years ago, and almost weekly we find remnants of their lives around the homestead.
Our piano is out of tune and it drives me crazy! We had it tuned just a few years ago, but it didn’t hold. On Friday evenings when our family gathers around the piano to sing, we have a few instruments that need to be...
Lately, I’ve been riding somewhat of an emotional roller-coaster. I notice I’m not alone, either, as nearly every seat on that ride is packed to capacity! And why wouldn’t it be? As a friend from my teenage years once said so...
Like many Baby Boomers (born between 1946 and 1964), I think the pop music I enjoyed in my youth is classic. I recently browsed the web and listened to a song I really liked 30 years ago. It’s about a woman who died and her...
At the end of long and grueling trips to build churches and schools in Central America, awaited long and grueling plane rides home. And when it became time to board the plane after each trip, intense waves of emotions would...
I was reading my devotional book this morning, the one I’ve been reading for the past two years. It is by Eugene Peterson, the amazing author, poet and writer who’s also the translator of The Message paraphrase of the Bible.
Isn't it delightful how God puts others into our life with words to give us the direction we need? Recently a friend, who realized I was concerned with a loved one’s needs, said to me, "Someone once gave me the message of ‘Stop putting yourself above God.’”
I'll never forget what it was like, at the age of 10, to give my life to God. My entire family became Christians at that time. And we were reveling in that “first love” experience with God. My siblings and I had such simple faith. Dad, who had led our family...
If you’ve ever had the displeasure of a rudely behaved child crowding in front of you in an already packed grocery line, or heard a youngster tell you to “give it” with their hand out towards you, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
“They grow up so fast!” I can’t count the number of times I heard that sentiment expressed when my twins were small. “Can’t be true!” I told myself. There were days that I could not see beyond the dirty diapers, piles of...
My father has always been my mentor, spiritually and in other aspects of life. Growing up, I can remember him complimenting people on the fine work that they did. I especially noticed that he did this for those who worked...
As I recall swings of my childhood, I equate the swinging with happy memories. How is it possible to swing and not feel happy? There’s an elation to the movement, be it just up in the air a little ways like a porch swing or a glider that simply...
Everyday around 4 p.m. my husband comes home from work. He looks tired, but is always enthusiastic to talk to me and spend some quality time with our two children.
Not too long ago, after a few weeks of searching and praying about it, I was able to find a new job. We all know that this is not a guaranteed situation or luck, it's a blessing. This process got me to wondering if God is...
Oh, the memories. Rainbow squares. Peppermint forests. Chocolate swamps. And the King of Candy. It’s amazing how strong childhood memories can be. It’d been 30+ years since I’d played this famous kid’s game, but it all came...
“I’m very concerned.” A well-meaning church member had cornered my wife about a particular way that we were raising our children, and she was explaining the “right way” of doing things.
All those little pink and blue chicks are kind of cute, and lots of kids like to have an Easter egg hunt. But think about it – is the Easter Bunny really teaching your child anything valuable?
