Encourage to Faith Blog

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The Home Yet to Come

The Home Yet to Come

“For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come” (Heb 13:14). When in the middle of uncomfortable surroundings, like a doctor’s waiting room, or the crush of an amusement park line, or any over-peopled place, sometimes I say...

This is Humility

This is Humility

“I’m humble and proud of it.” While we might not be dense enough to say so out loud, who among us hasn’t at least acted out these words? I’ve heard the word humility defined as the act or posture of lowering oneself in relation to others. But I like this definition I...

Six Extraordinary Things

Six Extraordinary Things

There are six extraordinary things I want to write and pray about today. I am aware that each holds truths so beautiful that if I would take them into my heart and nurture them daily, my life would never be the same.   1. My sheep hear my voice. (Yes Jesus, I do...

Time to Get a Move On

Time to Get a Move On

If you believe in the protocol of political correctness, do not read on—I say ugly things. And if you find an overload of metaphors hitting you square in the face to be an unpleasant experience, do not read on—there are gobs of them. And if you ignore both warnings...

A Wandering Path to Real Living

A Wandering Path to Real Living

“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest” (Mt 11:28). I spent the first part of my life in devout introspection, seeking a rest for my restless soul, trying like crazy to figure out why I was here—here, as opposed to not existing at...

The  Art of a Good Talk

The Art of a Good Talk

“A fool takes no pleasure in understanding, but only in expressing his opinion” (Prov 18:2). “Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know” (Jer 33:3). Silence in the presence of others is sweet salve to the soul. It is...

Life’s Roads

Life’s Roads

Introspective times, these quarantine days. Earlier, I was walking along the shore of Tampa Bay and one of its seagulls flew up to me and said, “call Ma, call Ma.” Though, on second thought, perhaps it was saying, “caw-maw, caw-maw.” Whichever, he got me thinking. But...

Our Vocations of Faith

Our Vocations of Faith

Many jobs hang in the balance in these trying times. We may think the Coronavirus has knocked us off our vocational pursuits, but that would not be so… I tell the story of my journey of faith from five years old to mid-adulthood—when I said “I do” to Jesus—in my book,...

Child-like Prayers

Child-like Prayers

“And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words” (Mt 6:7). There is a type of educated, well-meaning Christian man who has worked hard to learn many things theological. He knows his Bible and can...

Waiting Usefully For God

Waiting Usefully For God

I would like to not finish this commentary for the good reason that the Lord has returned to take me back to Heaven. We shall see.  For now, I mostly live on the restless side of anticipation for His appearance; and on my tougher days, I all but demand it. I...

Perfect Timing Every time

Perfect Timing Every time

“Many are the plans in a person's heart, but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails” (Prov 19:21). A rude driver cut me off and it cost me the green light. Fuming mad was I. Five hours later I spotted a neighbor whom I knew only casually. He was about to walk into his...

Bible Study For Forgetful Types

Bible Study For Forgetful Types

“I don’t suppose I’ll ever forget ol’ what’s his name.” So goes the well-traveled quip—said during Vaudeville days for sure, and maybe even said much earlier by one of eight remaining humans who floated on the water in an ark. The quip bears much truth when it comes...

The Gift of the Authentic Good

The Gift of the Authentic Good

“This righteousness is given through faith in Jesus Christ to all who believe….for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and all are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus” (Rom 3:22-24). I am thankful this...

With Hope Through Storms

With Hope Through Storms

“Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate” (Mark 10:9); “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds” (Psalm (147:3). When I was twenty-one I found the girl of my dreams—the one I wanted to be married to for the rest of my life. When I was...

A Tiny Tantrum Toward TV

A Tiny Tantrum Toward TV

“Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways” (Ps 119:37). Do you suppose there will be television in Heaven? Doesn’t seem like it.  Could watching TV for hours on end be a silent protest against God? I ask because I do this more...

Jesus All the Way

Jesus All the Way

Some time ago, the older brother of my good friend was out of fight and approaching death at the hands of terminal cancer. On one of his final visits, after watching his brother suffer much, my friend leaned in to ask him how he was doing. His brother’s faint response...

I Am Broccoli

I Am Broccoli

The times I’ve talked with a dog owner and happened to ask about their dog, “Is that a boy or a girl?” I’ve never heard the reply, “Well, they haven’t decided yet.” Other things I’ve never heard from dog owners about their dogs are, “He’s a Libra” or “I think he’s...

Deep Down We Know

Deep Down We Know

“For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” (Jer 29:11). We insist we were meant to be a world-famous scientist who cures some deadly disease. And yet, somehow, here we are...

Humility Becomes Me

Humility Becomes Me

My heavens, I aspire to a high brand of humility. However, every time I embellish my childhood athletic accomplishments—Captain of the defense, Suniland Sharks, age 12, thank you very much—into something more, I’m afraid I feed a lifelong pattern that is hard to...

Goodbye Humans

Goodbye Humans

Such bad luck. We have this amazing planet where myriad creatures evolved for no particularly good reason out of nearly nothing. Until, unfortunately, we selfish human beings were the resultant beneficiaries of these blinded forces, all but ensuring the destruction of...

These Storms

These Storms

“He took on his own shoulders the sin of the many, he took up the cause of all the black sheep” (Is 53:12; Msg). You may not know this, but I am at a lowish point, and it has lasted many a day. I appreciate your patience during my storm. I’m sure you’ve suffered them...

I Hereby Don’t Resolve

I Hereby Don’t Resolve

There’s an expression I once heard—or maybe I made it up, I can’t recall—that goes: Resolutions are made to be broken because they rely on me. Prayers are made to be answered because they rely on God.  I suppose I’ve broken most New Years’ resolutions I ever made...

My Word!

My Word!

“Nor should there be obscenity…” (Ephesians 5:4). Look, I’m no prude. I can cuss with the best of them, quite inventively in fact; always could turn a phrase vile and crude going all the way back to my preadolescent days; still keep up a thriving practice in my head;...

World of the Free to Choose

World of the Free to Choose

This is my version of a Christmas message: I get it. If I lived in a region of melting pot religions like they do in India (Hinduism, Islam, Buddhism, Sikhism, and others), where I’m not consistently getting reinforcement for what I believe about my own Christian...

2018 Year-End Update

2018 Year-End Update

To All, Time marches on toward the inevitable return of Jesus. We are yet another year closer to that anticipated day!  Throughout this past year, many exciting things have happened at Encourage to Faith Ministries. I am grateful. Nevertheless, to God’s children, here...

An Open Letter to My Father for Thanksgiving

An Open Letter to My Father for Thanksgiving

The following was first published five years ago. It has been slightly modified to fit the current holiday season… Holidays are intended to be joyful—a time of peace, reflection, and above all, savoring relationships. However, far too often, and after years of...

The Morning Routine

The Morning Routine

I got up and got out all of my important things one recent, sunshiny dawn—Bible, prayer list, devotional, glasses so I could read any of the aforementioned—preparing to start my day like many others, with God, immersing myself in the water of life (Jn 4:14)....

Moving Up the Line

Moving Up the Line

As I approached another “it-can’t-already-be-my-birthday” birthday, my son asked me if I felt old. A simple yes or no wouldn’t do. Here is what I said:  In certain circumstances, if I were to be standing, say, fourth in a line of a thousand people at some particular...

The Rock

The Rock

I had a dream when I was a boy that I found a million dollars under a big rock while walking to school. I decided to leave it there until I returned home later that day. (Don’t judge me; it was a dream!) After school, I rushed back the way I had come, but couldn’t...

A Place I’m Passing Through

A Place I’m Passing Through

“For here we do not have a lasting city, but we are seeking the city which is to come”  (Hebrews 13:14). I love a long walk through the trails and fields by my home. Sore feet and a tolerable ivy rash are the price I pay. Well worth it. The other day, though, I...

A Burst of Spontaneous Gratitude

A Burst of Spontaneous Gratitude

How is it that the tiny nation of Israel (not quite the size of New Hampshire) is the ground-zero religious and political firestorm of the world? How does it endure even though it is the only free market, democratic nation in a sea of more than a dozen other nations who by-and-large would like to see it annihilated? What is so important about it that men…

Human Life is Different

Human Life is Different

I’m all for stewardship of the good Earth and valuing all forms of life and all that other do-gooder planetary stuff. It’s the misguided attitude that all forms of life are equally precious that I’m not for. The attitude doesn’t hold up in practice and leads to dire outcomes.

Every Moment He Provides

Every Moment He Provides

(You might know I have a philosophical penchant.)  The good old days seem so good to me, not so much because they were simpler (simpler, I say, not easier), nor because they were lived against a superior moral backdrop (though that case could be made), but because as...

Fool Me Once

Fool Me Once

Contrary to increasingly popular rumor, and as many of the founding fathers of science knew (see Galileo, Newton, et al.), the reading and application of the Bible in its proper context doesn’t repel science; it propels it… I was taught a bunch of evolutionary...

Music to His Ears

Music to His Ears

I am in vocational ministry, therefore I pray well. I realize that does not necessarily follow. What it does do, however, is reflect my early-on notion about the prayer mastery of all those other ministry mortals out there; that is, before I joined their ranks and...

Fyodor, He of Clever Thoughts

Fyodor, He of Clever Thoughts

I am thoroughly enjoying rereading The Brothers Karamazov, the masterpiece by Fyodor Dostoevsky. In it he writes, “The world says: ‘You have needs—satisfy them. You have as much right as the rich and the mighty. Don't hesitate to satisfy your needs; indeed, expand...

The Bright Side

The Bright Side

“When I have found myself at the bottom of a deep, dark well and looked up, my eyes were filled with light.” -James M. Houston, Joyful Exiles I like people. They please and disappoint me. I’m sure I do the same to them. Life follows a challenging pattern: sighs of...

The Time of the Signs (Conclusion)

The Time of the Signs (Conclusion)

“As He was sitting on the Mount of Olives, the disciples came to Him privately, saying, ‘Tell us, when will these things happen, and what will be the sign of Your coming, and of the end of the age?’” (Mt 24:3) I do not purport to know the day or hour Jesus will return...

The Time of the Signs (Part 2)

The Time of the Signs (Part 2)

“But the day of the Lord will come like a thief, and then the heavens will pass away with a roar, and the heavenly bodies will be burned up and dissolved, and the earth and the works that are done on it will be exposed” (2 Pet 3:10). Let us backtrack: Soon after Eden...

The Time of the Signs (Part 1)

The Time of the Signs (Part 1)

“Then He told them a parable: ‘Behold the fig tree and all the trees; as soon as they put forth leaves, you see it and know for yourselves that summer is now near. So you also, when you see these things happening, recognize that the kingdom of God is near’” (Luke...

The Sound of Tranquility

The Sound of Tranquility

Friends, I’m sharing this excerpt from Ken Boa’s book, Life in the Presence of God. It is compelling. “Andrew Sullivan, a contemporary commentator, recently captured the state of our current situation in a New York Magazine article about the slower pace of life we've...

The Greatest Christmas Present

The Greatest Christmas Present

The greatest Christmas present ever conceived? That's easy: Jesus was sent to be born in the flesh, to live a sinless life, to die on the cross for our sins, so that we might be saved. And this morning, as I read Ephesians 2:8-9, I am reminded that you and I can’t do...

Our Greatest Comfort

Our Greatest Comfort

Many scoff at the idea that there could be a God since there is so much suffering in the world. They miss that only the existence of God can make sense of the suffering to start. An ant doesn’t question suffering in its life (and if you think it does, this is not the...

A Good Exercise

A Good Exercise

I cannot sleep. I am thankful for many things—just so you know—but this night I have chosen to lie here and rehearse a compendium of gripes. Every. Bad. Thing. Somehow that seems to fit my mood and it goes as follows: I don’t like getting rained on. Or the way I...

The Beauty of the Clouds

The Beauty of the Clouds

Several times this past summer I revived a cherished pastime from childhood—cloud watching. Sweet memories, those lingering afternoons of youth spent staring up at the beautiful drifting clouds, all the while discovering untold shapes of anything imaginable. One day...

Thought Experiment (Number 7)

Thought Experiment (Number 7)

I read Exodus 20:4-5—“You shall not make for yourself an idol…You shall not worship them or serve them…”—and the following, admittedly imperfect, thought experiment came to mind: Assuming I was the only man on Earth and God did not exist, would I write out a daily...

Surrendering My Agenda

Surrendering My Agenda

I acted the fool out in traffic this morning and now lecture myself over my lack of self-control. Yesterday the mower wouldn’t start which meant my 1-hour project became half a day. My wife got to hear my colorful language. Last week I was at the grocery and grumbled...

A Healthier Evaluation

A Healthier Evaluation

As I sat down just now, I thought I wanted to write a different, more theological article. However, my heart wasn’t in it. It just wouldn’t flow. Instead, the following sequence of thoughts came to mind: I seem so ill-equipped for this task. I wish I were more...

Thankful, My Soul

Thankful, My Soul

Today, fellow beloved, I can say this much: Life is curious. It is as much a struggle as it is beautiful. It is also charming, joyful, playful, and robust. It is full, is it not? And through it all, we are here in the demands of the present yet living for eternity;...

How Matters Really Stand

How Matters Really Stand

C.S. Lewis once wrote, “My feeling about people in whose conversion I have been allowed to play a part is always mixed with awe and even fear: such as a boy might feel on first being allowed to fire a rifle. The disproportion between his puny finger on the trigger and...

Exceedingly Sweet

Exceedingly Sweet

When it comes to our time in Heaven, I love to rove through fanciful possibilities of the sweet joys awaiting the followers of Jesus. Recently, I contemplated a somewhat unorthodox possibility that involved the fusion of math and imagination. Consider this…

God is in the Silence

God is in the Silence

I’m excited to be writing my second book! I’ll be able to share more soon. But for now, in order to have time to complete the task, I will be dialing back my blogging frequency to once a month instead of every week. Even so, I will still continue to be available to serve you through encouragement, prayer, and—as always—to help point you to God.

Designed for Great Purpose

Designed for Great Purpose

Many have tried to muster up the effort to work for Christ in order to prove their usefulness to Him. They believe that their identity as Christians is forged and sharpened through their great efforts to accomplish “godly” goals. I used to believe that too. I was wrong…

A Morning Transformation

A Morning Transformation

Why do I have to go to work today of all days? I’ve got a thousand other things going on, plus or minus. Not to mention, work has become drudgery! My boss is a pistol—on his good days. I’m bored silly—on my good days. What is the point of this job when you get right down to it? And while I’m in full-gripe mode…

Life Worth Living

Life Worth Living

It’s not uncommon to hear these days, “I wouldn’t want to bring kids into this crazy world.” I’m tempted to agree. After all, it’s such an immoral, uncertain, fill in the blank, place. But I don’t agree.

This crazy world is nothing new…

A Good Surrender

A Good Surrender

“Therefore I urge you, brethren, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies a living and holy sacrifice, acceptable to God, which is your spiritual service of worship.” -Rom 12:1

The following is the latter half of a story. The first half I leave to your imagination, which is rather lazy of me, don’t you think?

On Getting Older

On Getting Older

At some point, getting older was no longer fun. Ten was that point for me. I am many times that now. Here is an accurate depiction of my peer group…

The Pursuing Silence

The Pursuing Silence

I want peace—soul-soothing peace. Yet I was born into the stretched-out plains of noise.

I’ve learned with experience that when I feel the hubbub taking me away from God, it’s time to retreat from the whirring crowds and sink into the private creases of life so I can hear Him more. Knowing and doing are two different things.

Forever and Ever and Ever

Forever and Ever and Ever

I’m being generous, but perhaps this will be on my tombstone:

10/18/60-12/12/52.

Many talk about the dash between the dates being the most important part. It is the story of a man’s life, they say, and it is to be measured by the noteworthy achievements, or the obstacles overcome, or even by the smiles it produced…

The Picture of You and Me

The Picture of You and Me

In Oscar Wilde’s classic book, The Picture of Dorian Gray, Dorian, handsome beyond compare, sits before an accomplished artist for his portrait. Upon its completion he laments that while it will always reflect his youthful vigor, he himself will physically deteriorate over time.

We Have a Choice

I am persuaded that undisciplined men of this modern age have slopped up so much imitation pudding that they now habitually forgo the better choice–mom’s matchless homemade variety. I plead guilty. I speak of course, not of food, but of all realms of life where we choose increasingly to turn from that which nourishes. We wittingly sabotage ourselves.

Hope into Flames

“And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope; and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.” (Rom 5:3-5)

Every time I’ve gone through what feels like hell on earth, I’ve come out the other side the better for it. Only from there can I say with conviction: “It wasn’t easy, but it was worth it; for I learned, changed, and drew closer to Jesus.” There is every reason to believe this time will be no different. I have hope.

The Winepress

A typical winepress in Biblical times consisted of two large vats—one in which the grapes were thrown to be trodden, and another positioned to collect the juices that poured forth. It was an indelicate but highly effective process.

When we look around at the depravity of this once God-fearing society, we tend to get anxious and understandably angry.

In Other Words

Insightful tongues warn of the dangers of letting high and mighty words get in the way of the message when writing about God. Glad those aren’t the kind in my writings. I would be aghast and discomposed to exorbitant proportions were it so. Now I love words, as the previous sentence may suggest. But I love God more. So how do I convey the love I feel for each without getting in the way myself? I have no clear answer.

2015 Year-end Update

To All, “In His hand is the life of every living thing and the breath of all mankind.” These penetrating words were spoken by Job in the midst of great calamity, and they are our reminder in 2015 that the troubling times of this world are no match for our sovereign,...

Proudly, I Bleat

The quavering bleat of a sheep is an emotive, vulnerable cry it uses to signal the shepherd. It is a bleat of dependency, a calling out to be rescued and for its needs to be met by another. Ultimately, it is a bleat of faith.

Praying for Melinda

The other day I had an ordinary experience that was extraordinary. Aren’t they all? The story is a simple one and perhaps not unlike stories you have lived.

She said her name was Melinda. I was having coffee with a friend when a downcast and weary twenty-something-year-old girl, I mean lady (please forgive me, my daughter, though much the same age, is still my girl) approached our table and asked for help getting something to eat. She had a sweet spirit, but I hesitated. I know this scam.

An Open Letter to My Father for Thanksgiving

Holidays are intended to be joyful–a time of peace, reflection, and above all, savoring relationships. However, far too often, and after years of less than stellar experiences, we approach the holidays with an underlying tension, bracing for the worst, and hoping to survive the so-called festivities emotionally intact.

Memories Imperishable

My cousin recently sent me a text: The Grandparents’ house is gone! He included a picture of a vacant lot where their house used to be. They passed away years ago, and now the home of our most cherished childhood memories was also gone—the home where we were showered with affection; where we played in the big sand pile, then…

The Late Great Country USA

No country is lastingly great apart from the will of God. Once, and for a good while, our country was great. For a time it stood upon the durable principles that our Founding Fathers spelled out in the Constitution. They were meant to be durable anyway.

The Aged, The Wrinkled, The Blessed

Yesterday I got to my car and realized I forgot my keys. So I went back inside to my bedroom, but when I got there I forgot why I was in the bedroom, so I went back out to the car and realized I forgot my keys. The good news is I only went through that process twice. Short of death or rapture, there is no escape—I am aging.

Honest Prayers

There are many times when I begin to pray from an earnest place of deep-felt need, only to find that the words bloat into superficial adornments meant to sway God to my point of view. What a low view I take when I try to flower my petitions and thanksgivings with phony panache. When God speaks, creations result. When I do, I fairly run out of breath.

The Teeth Of The Night

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (Rom 8:28)

In the teeth of the night, when I’m down, way down, that verse is tough to accept. I know it’s true. It just doesn’t feel true at the time. And that’s my signal that deep inside I’m running from something again.

Something We Can Believe In

God-empowerment (a working definition): relying on God every second of every day and in every circumstance of life.
Does anyone really believe in the old expression, “Lift yourself up by your own bootstraps”? It bears all the marks of an impossible task. Try it and see for yourself.
In recent years, that expression has been repackaged into the more seductive catchphrase, self-empowerment. If there is a more misguided and unconvincing concept being touted today, I’m not aware of it. This idea that we have in and of ourselves the resources to accomplish anything we want–just believe it and you can achieve it–is not self-empowerment, but plain and simple self-aggrandizement. A little humility please.

A Love Most Inseparable

“For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 8:38-39)

Those times in life when I’m not actively thinking, I love You, God, I don’t love Him any less than when I bow down to speak adorations in the privacy of my room.

The Three

I looked up to see what bird was sounding such chitter. As I did, the river birch framed a crescent moon, in broad daylight. The three drew me in and made themselves known. A daytime trinity of sorts enfolded me–a perfect harmony of beauty, serenity, and comfort. They seemed to enjoy the union and I felt invited to do the same.

No Substitute For a Friend

”Knowledge by acquaintance is always better than knowledge by description.” While this certainly applies to all relationships, in this particular passage he is referring to the sad state of affairs in Christendom whereby we have traded a living, experiential relationship with God for simply knowing about Him instead.

The Electrician

There once was a humble electrician who loved God and who had a profound effect on my life. His name was Uncle Jack. Married to Aunt Joy, my mother’s older sister, Uncle Jack spoke few words. His actions spoke the Library of Congress.

Of Arachnids and Christians

When you think about it, being called a “man of the world” is quite the put down.

The diving bell spider, or argyroneta aquatica (but you already knew that), lives its life at the bottom of the pond. It manages this feat by breathing air bubbles that cling to the hairs on its legs, and in such manner spends its days very much in the water, even though it is not really of it. For without the oxygen supply from above, it would quickly die.

If I Had to Guess

The media loves to enlighten us each year with strategically-timed pronouncements that some brainy scientist has discovered yet another Earth-like planet suitable for life in a galaxy far, far away. Ho-hum, yawn, and pardon me if I don’t click my heels.

Dust and Bones

If all that exists is matter–atoms and molecules–what room for love? If everyone eventually turns to dust and bones, no more consciousness, just nothingness, then right and wrong are only figments of our imagination. And if this is so, all our actions are ultimately devoid of any real purpose.

The Mirror of Paradise

I can’t get enough of nature: silver-gold sunrises from green mountain tops, irrepressible seas with moon-powered tides, shady oak trees and striped dragonflies. Shall I go on? Not just yet. We’d be here awhile.

The Pearl Inside

People tend to act out of their perceived identities. As Christians, our identity is that of a new creation (2 Cor 5:17). We stand fully reconciled, holy, and blameless before our loving Father (Col 1:21-22). Yet so often we look at our sinful thoughts and actions and come to the conclusion that our identities are those of Sinners with a capital S, of outcasts even, deserving of condemnation from a just God. And since that’s who we think we are, we turn around and try to prove it over and over again. A vicious cycle persists. But that is not how God sees us at all.

It’s All Good

Goodness gracious and for goodness’ sake! This sure is good news!

Surely one of the most overlooked fruits of the spirit is–you guessed it–goodness. Perhaps that’s because, surrounded by such brokenness, we often have a hard time seeing, and moreover, feeling the constancy of God’s own goodness. Don’t worry, lightning won’t strike me for saying that; God is too good for that.

The Greatest Show in Heaven

From out of the holiday bedlam a self-promoting world throws its annual tantrum toward those vocal heralds known as evangelists: “The audacity of those proselytizers always talking about God and Jesus and salvation. They need to keep it to themselves!” To some minds, apparently, the mere mention of “Jesus loves you” conjures images of pushy street vendors banging pots and pans to sell their wares.

Who Me?

Many moons ago, my son was ten and his soccer coach announced he would not be returning to coach the team the next season. As the other parents stood shoulder to shoulder listening to the coach’s words, apparently I was doing the standing part, but not the listening part, and so missed the most essential portion of his address: “Which one of you is willing to step up and coach this team next fall?” It seems that while I watched distant cloud formations, the more attentive parents (everyone else) responded to the coach’s query by taking one understated, albeit important, step backwards. Unwittingly, I had just volunteered.

A Path Made Just for Me

A Path Made Just for Me

“Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.” (Psalm 119:105)

I remember as a young boy hoping I would find a million dollars. Wherever I walked I’d imagine looking under some nearby object and finding a hidden treasure, envisioning all the while what my life could be. I was happy as I walked a meandering path made just for me.

In the Wooze

The way of a fool is right in his own eyes, but a wise man is he who listens to counsel. -Proverbs 12:15

A few weeks ago I had a dental procedure which involved general anesthesia. All went well, and I got home in a state of relative comfort, took a brief nap, then arose feeling surprisingly robust. “Honey,” I announced to the other room, “I’m feeling just fine. I was expecting to write the day off, but I think I’m actually going to get some things done today.” She didn’t see it that way and kindly pointed out that I was still visibly woozy and it was best not to push it.

Nice to Meet You!

Humility is a good thing. It teaches one his ultimate position relative to God.

Well into my business career, I went with a new colleague to call on a particular company (forever nameless). We were out and about that day meeting folks and trying to build new business; and I, being the veteran, was showing this bright, young lad the ropes–or so I intended.

The Greatest Book Ever Written

Origin, meaning, and destiny. Of all the earth’s creatures, humans stand alone in grappling with these abstractions. When put in question form, they look like this: “Where did I come from?” “Why am I here?” and “Where am I going?” It seems incomprehensible that anyone would choose to go through life without pausing to contemplate these issues.

The Miracle Leap

One of my all-time favorite sporting moments was the Bob Beamon “Miracle Leap.”

In the 1968 Olympic Games held in Mexico City, 22-year-old Bob Beamon astounded the world when he soared 29 feet 2 1/2 inches in the long jump, nearly two feet farther than any man had ever jumped before. That record, which stood for almost 23 years, is one of the most extraordinary accomplishments in the history of sports.

The Waterfall Smooths the Stone

The Waterfall Smooths the Stone

Old habits are hard to break, nigh impossible. Please dear God, I can’t make it. Take this from me. I am weak! For those of us tired of fighting and losing, these are the desperate cries from out of the depths of our souls. Over time we learn that we are called to these deep broken places by God Himself–a loving Father who understands and who waits for us to concede we are powerless, already defeated, and utterly incapable of doing anything about it.