In searching for another article, I ran across a memory from 2004 and it seems worthwhile to share. I peered out my hotel window into the dimly lit parking lot. Was that my son and his family at the far end of the lot? I could tell only that it was a large, light-colored vehicle. … [Read more…]
Sunday’s sermon was “Running to the Empty Tomb” and included some great pictures of Peter and John running after they heard the news. John ran ahead and got there first, but he didn’t go in. Peter got there after him, but he went right in. Neither was wrong or right in their actions—just different. I … [Read more…]
When Steve asked me to drive because he’d been driving so much that day, I was glad to. He said, “Which car? Yours or mine?” My unusual reply, “Yours,” set the direction of the evening. As I pulled into the church parking space, I heard a screech of metal as my front right fender scraped … [Read more…]
I had a plan, and Steve interfered—or at least it seemed to be Steve. He suggested we go to “Maggie’s Auctions” and see what they did there on Monday nights. We’d passed the place many times when picking Tina up for church, just a few blocks away. Grudgingly, I agreed. Unusual for me, I’d actually … [Read more…]
So how far ahead does God plan for us? When a pioneer family found shelter in a 400-year-old hollow sycamore, had God planned to have that available for them? When old acquaintances have a chance meeting and one ends up working for the other, did God plan that detour one made that day? When the … [Read more…]
