This Friday is Good Friday, 2018. Most people will go about their daily routine as usual. I’m not knocking that. I want to live every day with Jesus on my mind, not just a few holidays. My heart cries out for him in the everyday of life. Good Friday and next Friday and last…
Speak Up
“Don’t talk to me about that!” our granddaughter snapped as she crossed her arms and glared at me several days ago. Flopping down into a chair, she fumed, “I don’t want to hear about it.” Our newly six-year-old kindergartner was dreading her solo poem recitation in front of an auditorium of parents just one evening…
Shepherd, Lamb, and Lion
Summer, 1955. A single mom struggles to make a life for herself and her pre-schooler after leaving her unfaithful husband. A shirttail relative takes her in until she can figure out what to do. She decides to swallow her pride and go home to her recently widowed mother in another city. She holds her head…
Path of Life
Late December, 1975. It’s 2:00 am and Husband and I are awakened by the telephone. No one wants to get a middle-of-the-night call. My heart was pounding. Husband answered in a state between grogginess and trepidation. “Hello?” To our great relief, the voice was cheerful. It was Husband’s close friend since childhood calling from the…
A Little Immigrant
This is the story of a Russian immigrant family- the oldest of their three daughters was only 8 years old when they arrived in the U.S. They had been granted asylum in Israel when they first fled Russia. Through the help of Amnesty International, an American church was contacted with the request for a sponsor…
Ripples
Husband and I stood dumbfounded in the vestibule of a little country church a few days ago. We were staring drop-jawed at a friendly man about our age. Having just met him, Husband had engaged him in conversation. “Where did you grow up?” asked Husband. “Cottage Grove,” the man answered. “Oh, ok. I grew up…