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It’s Broken!

Thursday, 4PM — We pulled into the driveway. The van door opened. Before I had left the driver’s seat my 8 yr old daughter, Rebekah, was slow motion tumbling out of the van – her feet in the air. Her initial scream quickly turned to wailing as I ran around to her. Through the tears I saw a bloody lip and badly broken front tooth. Read the rest of this entry »

Ordinary Acts, Extraordinary Sparkle

Do everything without complaining or arguing, so that you may become blameless and pure, children of God without fault in a crooked and depraved generation, in which you shine like the stars in the universe. (Philippians 2:14-15)

Procrastinating the next set  in my Monday morning exercise routine, I looked out the window into a crystal blue sky. Suddenly a brilliant flash grabbed my attention. It wasn’t a star, but a bird! Read the rest of this entry »

In a Split Second on a Ski Slope…

Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for this friends. (John 15:13)

What happens when a 6 ft, 185-pound 16 year old (Ben) and a 4-ft-something, 75-pound 9 year old (we’ll call him Little Joe) try to occupy the same space on a ski slope simultaneously? Read on… Read the rest of this entry »

Perch on the Rock

Presumably, you subscribed to Window on the Word for meaty monthly devotionals and I don’t want to clutter your inbox with anything less. Yes, I realize I just sent the March devotional yesterday. However, since it’s April 1st, I thought I could break radically from the mold and share something brief that God showed me just this morning about Himself. So, if you’d like to have one more tiny glimpse of God today, read on. Read the rest of this entry »

Filling the Right Wheelbarrow

It’s Spring! Yellow daffodils are peeking up from from their winter hiding places and avid gardeners are popping up here and there in the neighborhood with wheelbarrows full of mulch. As I watched one such gardener Read the rest of this entry »

Finding the Right Light

The tectonic plates of the art world shifted a bit last month. Experts discovered
that The Colossus, a great painting regarded as one of Francisco do Goya’s finest
works, was actually not created by the master artist, but by an understudy. The
news reporter went on to say, Read the rest of this entry »

Spiritual Mapquest

For two weeks the on ramp to Interstate 75 near my home had been blocked by orange barrels with flashing yellow lights. Like a maze-savvy lab rat, I had grown accustomed to passing the direct entrance to the highway, following a circular detour and taking the long way onto I-75. This path made perfect sense as it was the most efficient way to enter the highway – until last Saturday. Read the rest of this entry »

Troubles: Blotted Out in the Blink of an Eye

The tingling in her hands and feet crept in slowly, usually in the mornings. My dear friend, Kara, * didn’t feel as strong as she used to.  When these odd symptoms lingered she went to the doctor for answers. His countenance gave her little comfort as he reacted to her describing her symptoms. Also unsettling was the nurse’s request that her husband come next month “for emotional support” when discussing diagnosis and treatment. Once home, Kara noticed a diagnosis code on the MRI prescription — 340. A quick online search revealed what the doctor was testing for — Multiple Sclerosis. Read the rest of this entry »

Hope

Hope

“Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” Hebrews 13:8

Today I found myself needing a heaped-up helping of hope. The President our nation chose yesterday is politically inexperienced, said that he didn’t want his daughters “punished with a baby” if they “make a mistake,” does not uphold God’s pattern of marriage between one man and one woman, and published a book with the statement, “I will stand with them (the Muslims) should the political winds shift in an ugly direction.” Trying to obey God, I did pray for our new leader this morning. Soon after, I went searching scripture for hope. Let me share with you what God shared with me. Read the rest of this entry »

Make Me Something, Daddy

Make Me Something Daddy

“Make me something, Daddy,” the little girl said, expectantly holding out a tiny handful of Playdough. The child knew that the creative powers Daddy could bring to bear on that lifeless piece of clay dwarfed that of her own. Daddy’s repertoire of sculptures to create was infinite. Daddy’s hands could magically transform that pliable goop into a powerful lion or a beautiful ballerina while the child’s hands more often created a sticky mess.

“Give me a little more to work with,” said the father, eager to create something wonderful for his child. Read the rest of this entry »