Tag: Christian Living

  • Peace by Piece

    Peace by Piece

    For three years, Matsuko longed to return to the farm, near Salinas, California, where her husband Hayato’s family had grown strawberries for three generations. It was home. During the Second World War, she and her family were among the many Japanese Americans forcibly interred in camps. Finally, the war ended and the Nakamura family returned.…

  • Thankful for Thorns

    Thankful for Thorns

    There was once a godly woman who lived in my little town. She was twice widowed and confined to a wheelchair, yet had the sweetest Christian spirit. Most days, Mrs. Freida never ventured outside her home, but friends lined up to see her or called her on the phone. People flocked to this dear sister…

  • Paying it Forward with Pancakes

    Paying it Forward with Pancakes

    It was the winter of 1991, and everything I owned was packed into my little car for the drive to Fort Worth, Texas. My seminary tuition was covered and I had a place to live, but that was it. I soon found a part time job that paid $425 per month. However, my car payment…

  • Lord, Let Your Light Shine!

    Lord, Let Your Light Shine!

    Even a casual Christian glance at the state of our world today can cause despair. I find myself asking, along with King David, “When the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do?” Psalm 11:3 (NIV) You can tell by my title where this is headed. The Psalmist answers his own question soon enough:…

  • Kid Shoes

    The pre-k and kindergarten students (at school) are my favorites. These little guys are such literal thinkers; and whatever they’re thinking is right on the surface. They also say the most amazing things! One of my favorite pass times is to joke and laugh with my young friends. I playfully test their powers of deductive…

  • Too Many Snaps

    Too Many Snaps

    A few Saturdays ago, Nancy and I visited a local farmer’s market. There wasn’t much produce to speak of, this late in the year, but I was delighted to find someone shelling black-eyed peas! Instantly, I went back to my boyhood, sitting on a farmhouse porch with my grandmother. We both had a bucket of…