Tag: love

  • Advent Reflections on Love and Kinship

    Advent Reflections on Love and Kinship

    Two young girls of two different races, walking down the hall at school holding hands, that’s what I saw one morning. As I passed them, one told me (with genuine joy), “This is my sister!” Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God…

  • Advent Reflections: The Power of Hope and Love

    Advent Reflections: The Power of Hope and Love

    A favorite *story of mine that pairs well with the first Sunday of Advent is about a woman who leaves anonymous notes of encouragement throughout her city. Elizabeth, a recovering drug addict, wants to help others by spreading hope, something she once desperately searched for herself. So, she writes uplifting notes and tucks them under…

  • Taste of Faith: The Essence of Christianity

    Taste of Faith: The Essence of Christianity

    This is a bit from a commercial back in the day. Can you name the item? Two all-beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions, on a sesame seed bun. If you answered a McDonald’s Big Mac, you’re right! Out of all the ingredients, the special sauce is what makes a Big Mac so tasty.…

  • The Search

    The Search

    There was once a wealthy heiress to a real estate fortune who was a collector of fine art. In particular, she was keen to acquire the early paintings of Pablo Picasso. Virtually every time a work from his Blue Period, when he painted mostly in shades of blue and blue-green, became available, the heiress tried…

  • Cow Conundrum | Short Story

    Cow Conundrum | Short Story

    The mama cow bellows from the pasture nearby, lined up at the barbed wire fence with her hungry calf and the others. “Bring us some tasty hay,” she calls to the pick-up driving rancher. The other girls join in the chorus: “There’s nothing to eat out here but prickly weeds and nettles.” It’s true. A…

  • The Struggle of Love vs. Distraction

    The Struggle of Love vs. Distraction

    The teenage couple walked hand-in-hand, crossing a stone bridge over a rainswelled creek. The heartwarming scene brought back memories of my own first love. Yet, as I drove past, I did a double take. In his other hand, the young man held a cell phone; he was staring at it, not the girl–scrolling away. The…