Tag: Christian Blog

  • Anchored in Hope: Faith Through Life’s Trials

    Anchored in Hope: Faith Through Life’s Trials

    In 1964, when he was seventeen years old, a young man attended a press conference where Martin Luther King Jr. spoke. “Meeting Dr. King made me feel like I was part of the solution. He inspired hope and made me want to join him in his righteous crusade,” the man, now 78, said in a…

  • Selective Listening (again)

    Selective Listening (again)

    It happens every 4th of July – Independence Day here in the USA. In our little hamlet it’s perfectly legal for folks to shoot off fireworks, on the streets and from their back yards. And each passing year the relentless noise is more startling to my sense of well-being. Time to break out the noises…

  • The Hedonic Treadmill: Seeking Joy Beyond Stuff

    The Hedonic Treadmill: Seeking Joy Beyond Stuff

    My wife and I recently spent a few days in Down East Maine, enjoying the scenic rocky beaches and the brisk sea air. It was our third visit, and each time back we’ve stayed a little closer to the ocean. After checking into a small boutique hotel steps from downtown Bar Harbor, we strolled along…

  • Right Ideas but Wrong Timing: A Life Lesson

    Right Ideas but Wrong Timing: A Life Lesson

    There was this guy I knew in college, I’ll call him Fred, who was a heavy sleeper. He could fall asleep, and stay asleep, almost anywhere. One Sunday evening, while his roommates played a raucous game of cards, Fred crawled up in his bunk bed and crashed. At some point during the night, the others…

  • Happy, the Laughing Rooster | Short Story

    Happy, the Laughing Rooster | Short Story

    It wasn’t a stressful life, being a chicken at the Johnson’s farm. Mrs. Johnson only kept them for their eggs and never took one for the family table. In fact, her “girls,” as she called them, all had names. There was Penny and Jenny, and many others. But everything changed, one ominous night when a…

  • Taste and See

    Taste and See

    Driving on a two lane highway through the rolling countryside near my home, I spied a long line of cows one early morning, trotting toward a rancher’s pick-up truck. I instantly knew what the girls were doing: they were making a b-line for breakfast. This was a daily ritual, where the owner fed them some…