Chosen and Cherished

Chosen and Cherished

It begins on the playground when we stand among the leftovers when teams are chosen. I remember as a young boy in the late fifties when the jocks in the neighborhood were choosing teams for a game of sandlot baseball. I have vivid memories of what it felt like to be...
WHAT HAPPENS IN THE DARK

WHAT HAPPENS IN THE DARK

I’ve recently had several bad experiences in the dark.  I’m not talking about like when you’re a kid and you fear what could potentially be hidden in the shadows–all the monsters and bad guys our minds used to conjure up to keep us paralyzed and quaking under the...
Have You Hit the Wall?

Have You Hit the Wall?

Nancy and I entered into fulltime pastoral ministry when I was 29 years of age. We were appointed to our first church on August 10, 1980. It was a struggling congregation of 18 primarily elderly people in an old building that needed a lot of TLC. We were blessed to...
In the Master’s Hands

In the Master’s Hands

My big brother, David, just came home from college. He was in Veterinary School and needed to make some serious money to help pay for college. Until this year he had spent his summers living at a neighbor’s house to work for the season, but the $50 per week earned as...