Just a few days ago it hit 50-something in MI. The dead period we call winter, with its brown grass and dead leaves, was laid bare for all to see. Then…in 24 hours, we were dumped on with a foot of snow. Whiteout.
As we are in the days leading up to Continue reading
Have you suddenly started getting strange messages that don’t look like Life-Changing Words devotionals? Apparently someone is trying to take over the site and Continue reading
Life is cumulative. A life is formed through the years like sedimentary rock — layer upon layer of thoughts, attitudes and actions resulting in some sort of structure that we periodically get the urge to survey. Sometimes Continue reading
As I watched 7 softball games in one tournament weekend, I noticed a pattern.Â Â When it came time to run from third base to home to score, there were two kinds of runners. Continue reading
Every day as I return from driving kids to school, I have a choice at a particular intersection. Will I turn left and merge into the fast lane — the hustling, bustling rush hour traffic on the feeder to the expressway? Or will I turn right and take the slow lane home, past the nature preserve?Â Continue reading
Young Pastor Dan had been serving in his new church less than 3 years when he found himself feeling very weary. A pastorâ€™s life is full of emotional ups and downs; he knew that. But in a single weekend he had presided over a 10AM Saturday funeral for a church founder and celebrated the birth of a first child with a family on Sunday afternoon â€“ only to be called away by frantic parents at the hospital. They were in ER with a child having seizures. Monday morning he was questioning Continue reading
Baby bottles and dishes littered the kitchen counter. Miniature clothes covered the family room floor â€“ some the toddlers thought it fun to take off, others were escapees from a basket of unfolded laundry. Sounds of chaos cluttered the air. A Thomas the Tank Engine DVD grew louder and louder as the twins tried to drown out the 2 month oldsâ€™ cries on the baby monitor. Sitting on the couch, silent, dazed and buried under it all… Continue reading