Category: Christian Blog

  • The Chase

    The Chase

    When we were younger, Jimmy was one of “those kids.” He had a mean streak. And it only got worse, when his dad gave him a Doberman Pinscher puppy for his twelfth birthday.😳 Jimmy named his girl guard dog Betty, and she was soon a 65-pound menace. The nasty canine followed him everywhere—off leash—snarling at…

  • Propping Doors

    Propping Doors

    The local establishment I visited this week is usually quite secure; no one gets in without a key or authorized fob. Yet, there was the front door–propped open with a pine board. But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, to fulfill its lusts. Romans 13:14 (NKJV) I realized…

  • Still

    Still

    Not long ago, I told the story of an autumn butterfly who defied the odds by flying on a sunny November day. Yet the first frosty morning was a few weeks ago. How is this possible!?  It turns out many species of butterfly can survive freezing temperatures by going into a dormant state. Then, once…

  • Holding On

    Holding On

    Of the once lush growth, only a few green leaves remain—and maybe one folded flower. So, it was quite a surprise to look out the window, on the fourth day of November, and see a lone butterfly flitting around our honeysuckle, The unruly crape myrtle still has plenty of leaves, but the small, lily-white flowers,…

  • When Life Stands Still

    When Life Stands Still

    Traffic sometimes backs up before the exit to the main gate at the U.S. Army post where I work. Such was the case, last Thursday, when enhanced security procedures created a major slow down. I’m sitting there, a dozen or so cars before the top of the off ramp, twiddling my thumbs and thinking about…

  • Still Living to the Max

    Still Living to the Max

    I recently told the story of a beloved eight-year-old boxer named Max, who has been slowed by a lung tumor. The dog, on a heavy dose of pain meds, was pulled in a wagon to watch his five-year-old human brother’s football practice. But something told Max’s mom, Margaret, that his medication might be making him…