Campfires… I’ve been a passionate fan of the flame for as long as I can remember. As a kid we went camping all the time and camping wasn’t camping without a fire. Each night (and sometimes even the next morning) we would light a fire. Those fires had so many purposes...
If I told you there is a hidden factor in your spiritual life that both helps and interferes with your relationship with God, you’d probably think: “Oh, another one of these over-the-top claims that try to “hook” you into reading further. At least that’s what I would think. My exaggeration meter must be permanently stuck on cynical.
Lately, it’s been a season of firsts for my family, specifically, as it relates to my eldest daughter... Just this last week, she was sitting at the kitchen table with her mom – one generation with another, passing on a very valuable life skill, reconciliation...
I know it sounds ridiculous, or at least odd, that I would love going to the dentist. But don’t tune me out just yet.
Worry is rampant. Worry causes people to act out in emotionally charged ways. Worry causes fears that can make us see things from only our human perspective – and fear is a terrible master to be driven by.
A local Pastor has recently given his entire congregation the summer off.
This began from a recent survey about how the church could improve the service, 81% of the congregants marked “other” and wrote in that they would like the church to provide “the ocean and a surfboard.”
Teddy is our beautiful Shetland sheepdog. He has been a part of our family for 12 years now. Our son inherited Teddy when he was just a puppy of 9 months old from a friend, and by default we inherited him when our son got married and left the nest.
Allow me to get personal for a moment: I am incredibly grateful for Gina Thompson and her willingness to help others. Gina is leading a...
The other day I sent an email to a group of 10 or so people. In the email I used a wrong word. It was one of those situations like using “there” instead of “their”.
One recipient who is a friend shot a quick response back letting me know of my mistake. There was no shame intended … just an FYI. Immediately, I felt a brief shadow of embarrassment, “Darn. In spite of proofing it, I still made a mistake. So like me!”
The last time I had a crazy conversation with God was a year ago. I mean, the kind of conversation where God was directing me to do something kinda big and bold.