I felt Your hand gently upon my shoulder. “Fear not, my child. You must be bolder.” I felt Your breath upon my neck, whispering in my ear, “Don’t look at the speck.” Your booming
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Connection Points
“I need a book of stamps,” she said, and I knew why. She needed to make connection points. For as long as I can remember, Mom has used postage stamps. For one, to mail bills.
Read moreWatch Those Tricky Appearances
Did I need to watch those tricky appearances? “Don’t take this the wrong way because I don’t mean it ugly, but where do you get your clothes?” The conversation took place at school during one
Read moreHandling Regrets
It was gone. Now, I had to learn a lesson about handling regrets. I thought about my now-gone treasure early one morning when a co-worker asked, “Have you ever regretted getting rid of something?” I
Read moreBorn with a Purpose
When the announcement time came at the end of our worship service, he proudly proclaimed he had just celebrated his ninth birthday for the ninth time. He had been born with a purpose, after all.
Read moreNavigating Life
But I am trusting you, O Lord, saying, “You are my God!” My future is in your hands. ~Psalm 31:14–15 NLT The word “navigate” became personal . . . quickly . . . as I found myself
Read moreDeserting the Desert
Deserting the desert is the easy way out. My greatest lessons came where I didn’t want to dwell. Although I’ve never visited a desert, I’ve seen pictures. A desert is a geographical place that receives
Read moreJesus Time
Four chairs snuggled up to the kitchen table like a thirsty cowboy to a bar after a long, dusty trail ride. She patted one of the chairs and said, “At 7:05, me and Jesus time
Read moreDown to Pennies
“It’s gonna be a minute,” he mumbled. After all, he was down to pennies. He and I and others waited in an inch-along line at a local convenience store. We had both waited patiently, but
Read moreTime Watchers
Three students were time watchers, but that wasn’t what they should have been. As I taught the grammar lesson, I watched their eyes dart back and forth like a scared rabbit fleeing from a determined
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