(Originally posted on December 10, 2010) I spent some time in the attic last weekend. It was time. Stuff accumulates. Empty boxes saved in case something breaks. A broken string trimmer saved in case someday I know how to fix it. Mugs saved because someone gave them to me . . . from events that […]

Ruthie married an immigrant. His parents, hungry, had left their country. There weren’t many close relatives, wasn’t much holding them back. It was mom and dad and a couple sons, off to make the best of things. Ruthie married one of the sons. She, in her own land, crossed her culture, and his, to marry. I […]

A friend and I were talking the other day. I said, “Remember, you already have a pastor.” My friend hadn’t thought about that and said, “I think I’ve never had a pastor that I had any relationship or friendship with.” I understood. And was saddened. I’m sitting at a conference of pastors and church leaders. […]

That’s the verse that I wrote in my notebook. I was making a list of things to write about, having spent the whole day writing posts for the conference I’m attending. Sometimes when you turn out words all day, it’s hard to process thoughts, to find your own voice. I have a long list of […]

You’ve been sitting quietly in that corner for a long time. At first it seemed that you were not connecting, not really interested. From the look on your face and the way your body turned away from everyone, it seemed like you just didn’t want to be part of what was going on. You were […]