Monthly Archives: December 2017
A CLASH OF THEN AND NOW, LIKE NOTHING BEFORE, nearly tore John apart. He hit the floor expecting to disintegrate in the presence of holy might. But he lived! And he wrote about his experience.
IN REVELATION 1:9-17 Saint John writes that on the Lord’s Day he is “in the Spirit.” He is transported, and he keeps his eyes and ears open with expectancy. He doesn’t mention concern about…..
EVEN THOUGH I RAN AS FAST AS I COULD, I couldn’t keep my fifth-grade Sunday school teacher from drowning.
Mrs. Bryngleson’s glasses slipped off her ear and dropped into the water as she waded out to save students who had been caught in the river’s current at the town park. Our Sunday school class picnic lunch…..
MY BROTHER COULD BE THE “CHEERIOS KID.” His love of Cheerios started early—around two years old. That’s when my mom awakened to find him propped on his knees in a kitchen chair and…..
Perhaps you’ve been cornered by a Leo Ryan and gotten lost in an onslaught of words. Or maybe your Grannie hailed from the South and you were treated to all kinds of homemade remedies (see my husband’s Grannie in the photo). Or maybe Andy Garrett is an inspiration and melts your heart, like he…..
