Staying connected.

Jesus knew who he was. At his baptism, His Father had just told him. “This is my son, whom I love. With him I am well pleased.” It was a wonderful way to start a ministry career. But right after that experience, Jesus was taken into the wilderness, into the rocks and hills and barrenness. […]

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Blessing those who follow you.

I thought I wrote to you once about my friend Don. I can’t find anything, though that doesn’t mean I didn’t write about him. Don used to read 300wordsaday. And occasionally, he’d send me a note. The first one I find in my inbox is from 2013: Thanks Jon, for allowing me to read your […]

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A prayer for the first Sunday in Lent

God. Sometimes we simply don’t know what you want. If we knew, for sure, we’d do it. Maybe.But we feel like we don’t know what you want.And we worry that we will do the wrong thingor the right thing for the wrong reasons. We worry about keeping you happy and not making you mad. We […]

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Jesus, I am resting, resting

I grew up going to churches where we sang hymns. Almost all churches sang just hymns back then. One of my favorites back then was “Jesus, I Am Resting, Resting,” by Jean Sophia Pigott, written in 1876. I looked it up and enjoyed reading the lyrics: Jesus, I am resting, restingin the joy of who […]

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No glow, but still with us.

The glory faded. Moses and Elijah disappeared. And Jesus continued to walk around with people who didn’t understand everything they had seen, who didn’t live as if they believed what he said. But even though the glow faded, the presence of God did not. Jesus was with them. Jesus was working on them, instructing them, […]

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