
Addressing Old Wounds
A stray reminder can lead us to relive a long-ago injury–one received, one given. It’s humbling to recall that we acted or reacted in anger, with ugliness–that we even hold a grudging memory today.
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A stray reminder can lead us to relive a long-ago injury–one received, one given. It’s humbling to recall that we acted or reacted in anger, with ugliness–that we even hold a grudging memory today.

This year, I am wandering the Mojave in my mind and heart.

News commentators often respond to questions with “Absolutely,” when the topic is actually riddled with doubts and seems far from certain.

Long distances can lead to ignorance of civil unrest, hunger, natural disasters. Though far away, all the globe’s peoples are brothers and sisters to us.

I have promised to pray for many—usually those who faced illness or sorrow. But my requests can also embrace the happy, healthy people in my circle of care.

A dark cloud may mean a welcome rain, but it seldom lifts my spirit to say an Alleluia. I want sunshine.

People walked days to hear me preach and in such numbers that I often spoke outdoors.