A few nights ago we sat at our neighbor’s table, might I add, no ordinary table. It was an eight-foot single of slab of maple that he’d hand planed, sanded, and cured with love for their family to enjoy meals and fellowship for years to come. The beauty of the craftsmanship was secondary to the waves of stories marked by the wood’s flowing grain etched throughout the various hues of brown, black, tan and red…
Nearing the end of Lent and the beginning of Holy Week, my family has been reading the book of John and I can’t help but hearing Jesus asking, “Do you know me?”
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! One of my favorite saints is Patrick. If you are not familiar with his story, here is a short video on his life. Patrick, only sixteen, lived in Roman-ruled England during the 4th century. He was taken by Irish raiders and made a slave for six years in Ireland before God made a way for his escape. Though not a person who considered himself committed to the faith, his father and…
It’s easy to think we do little to advance God’s Kingdom. When we look at the world it can seem discouraging. May I suggest that it’s not that what you do is small, but how you view the life you give to Christ is small. Let’s reflect on what it might mean to have ‘eyes to see’.
Corn mazes can be a tricky business, at least that is what I discovered on my first try. Hard as it was, it also was an opportunity for God to speak some deep truths to my heart. I hope they encourage you.
