Was it the crude and cruel Roman soldiers who nailed the spikes into his hands and feet? Who gambled for His garments at the foot of the cross? And who pierced His side with a spear? Continue reading
Monthly Archives: September 2012
I recently came across a true story by Richard Fairchild that was published many years ago in the Christian Reader. It was called “Priceless Scribbles.” He tells about a father who touched his son’s life in a unique and unexpected way.
A young boy watched as his father walked into the living room. He noticed that his younger brother, John, began to cower slightly as their dad entered. The older boy sensed that John had done something wrong. Then he saw from a distance what his brother had done. The younger boy had opened his father’s brand new hymnal and scribbled all over the first page with a pen. Continue reading
My facebook friend and sister in Christ, Tami Spidle, wrote as her status yesterday, “Praising God for the magic of ordinary days, for joy in the little moments, knowing His presence is in them all, making me feel complete.”
I like that. A lot. It reminds me of the Psalmist’s declaration. “This is the day the Lord has made; We will rejoice and be glad in it” (Ps. 118:24). Continue reading
It began as a friendly Xbox game of Madden NFL 2013. It ended with a night in jail. USA Today reported that two brothers, Michael and Abrey Mayweather of Racine, Wisconsin, were arrested for domestic abuse when the competition got physical.
According to the criminal complaint the 21-year-old, Michael, took the loss and his 19th year old brother’s name calling personal. The dispute became physical when Michael tried to lock Abrey out of the apartment. The two began shoving one another and it turned into a full-fledged fight. According to the police report, the door was ripped off its hinges, the metal frame was bent and broken furniture was scattered through the apartment.
Now here’s the kicker….. Continue reading
What if you were told you only had six months to live? What would you do? What would you tell your wife? Your children? Your friends? What advice would you offer? If the elders gave you an opportunity to speak to the church, what would be your final words?
Randy Pausch, a terminally ill computer science professor at Carnegie Mellon University, was given that opportunity. On Continue reading
How quickly things can change. We’ve all experienced it. That heart-rending phone call with a sobbing voice on the other end with tragic news. The results of a test and the Doctor’s unfavorable prognosis. The husband announces that he’s leaving to the shock of his wife and children. A close associate who betrays your trust. A once devoted friend who cowardly leaves when you need him the most. Continue reading
There were 17 families who shared the same apartment complex. They knew little about Dircks, except he was divorced, disabled, and difficult to get along with. Left crippled after a hip surgery, he was a bitter, lonely man. Yet the neighbors would put his name on the rotation for chores and he always missed his turn. They simply dismissed it as the inconsiderate and stubborn man he was. No one thought about ringing his door bell and asking, “Why?”
Then one day, to their surprise, they discovered why. Continue reading
Nick Cassavetes, director of the popular romance movie ‘The Notebook,” was at the Toronto Film Festival last week promoting a new film, “Yellow.” The lead character, Mary, visits her brother in prison and soon the two are engaged in an incestuous relationship. Continue reading
This week I’m in a meeting with a church in Butler County, Kentucky, called Christian Home. I’m not sure how it received that name, but it’s an old congregation. Some have said over 100 years old. My grandparents attended this church in the 1930’s. My Mother, Mattie, was baptized here in Welch’s Creek. Continue reading
A nurse on the pediatric ward, before listening to the little one’s chest would plug the stethoscope into their ears and let them listen to their own hearts. Their eyes would always light up with wonderment. But she never got a response to equal four-year old David’s. Gently he tucked the stethoscope in his ears and placed the disk over his heart. Continue reading