Tag: fellowship

  • The Answer to a Forty Year Question

    The Answer to a Forty Year Question

    Bobby and I were good friends back in middle school. We were early morning running buddies and partners in teenage boy pranks. At some point, he suddenly moved away and I never saw him again. Fast forward forty-something years later, I attended his uncle’s funeral—a man who was a mentor to us both. Someone told…

  • Creating Sparks of Love Across Generations

    Creating Sparks of Love Across Generations

    Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us, and his love is made complete in us. 1 John 4:11-12 (NIV) My wife and I sang in a recent choir concert where the oldest…

  • Little Lamb, Big Herd | Short Story

    Little Lamb, Big Herd | Short Story

    He arrived unexpected, one summer day on the Rocky Mountain ranch. The owner was watching her herd of Highland cattle, grazing contently in the pasture, when a commotion caught her attention: two cream colored calves were butting heads. This wasn’t uncommon, but what happened next was a surprise. A couple of mama cows charged in…

  • Telling Ourselves the Truth

    Telling Ourselves the Truth

    The brawny woman behind the ice cream counter slammed the scoop into a tub of butter brickle so hard it rattled the glass. Clearly discontent, she never looked up at my teenage brother and me–not even to hand us our double-dip cones. That’s when my older sibling, rarely hesitant, asked the most daring question: Maam,…

  • Naps with God

    Naps with God

    The kindergarteners in the classroom where my wife substitutes have a rest time every afternoon. For about thirty minutes, it’s lights out and everyone lies down on their blanket. Some sleep and some don’t, but it’s a quiet time for everyone. This past Tuesday, when the lights came back on, one little guy sat up…

  • Not So Sticky Notes

    Not So Sticky Notes

    One day last week after school I found a sticky note on the driver’s side window of my minivan: “Thank you for all your hard work.” Love, Admin. “How thoughtful, an atta boy just for me; our principal must have noticed the extra work I did with our traveling music group.” I felt seen. Encouraged.…