Tag: Christianity

  • Just Keep Going

    Just Keep Going

    The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms. Deuteronomy 33:27a (NKJV) It should have been easy-peasy–leading and singing patriotic songs, just before the 4th of July. But I croaked like a frog on the high notes and was hoarse enough to be half my normal volume. One of the nursing home…

  • Building Legacies Through Kindness and Faith

    Building Legacies Through Kindness and Faith

    This year when I reported back to work as an elementary assistant principal, I noticed some new faces. As I introduced myself to an assistant principal who looked older than me, and I’m a middle-aged guy, I assumed she was someone who retired, and then was rehired. When I told her my name and asked…

  • Holding Still

    Holding Still

    I remember the moment vividly. It was an early summer morning and dad and I were working together outside, using a wheelbarrow to haul rocks and dirt. All of a sudden, we heard a tremendous buzz. I looked up and the sky was filled with bees–thousands of them! They were flying together like a giant…

  • 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…

  • Building a Life Brick by Brick

    Building a Life Brick by Brick

    My father was a teacher who spent his summers doing odd jobs. One of these involved working as a small-scale brick layer–think barbeque pits, or outdoor flower planters and, as a teenager, I often spent my summers as dad’s helper. First, he laid the bricks one at a time, making sure they were true to…