Making a Mess of Ministry

Making a Mess of Ministry

As my pastor spoke on Sunday from 1 Timothy 1 about the series of bad decisions that can lead a person away from true Gospel ministry and toward a ministry of self-promotion, I couldn’t help but think of this blog. How easy it would be for me to follow the...
Scarred

Scarred

  It’s amazing how in four weeks, the eight-inch incision on my abdomen has gone from gaping and oozing to healing and growing. The swollen, scabby wound is now a soft purple scar winding neatly down from my belly button. When I look at it, I am perplexed that...
Water Cycles

Water Cycles

  I used to like to take showers. When I would wake up in the morning, the water would tap me alive again. When I would finish a run, the water would massage my tired muscles. When I would come in from the garden, the water just washed and rinsed and carried away the...
The Stories I Tell Myself

The Stories I Tell Myself

As I have gotten older, I have gotten really good at telling stories.  To myself, that is. Like Friday, for instance. I had been thinking about buying a Keurig coffee maker for several months now. You know, the kind that allows you to pop in a little sealed cup of...