IF YOU ARE LIKE ME, YOU LOVE ORDER, being able to expect things to follow an established pattern. I can expect the wren’s song on my back porch to always bubble with joy. The peonies…..
Have you ever tried to fly?
For just a moment, I thought I could fly. I opened my arms wide to sense the power of the air, and my fabric-remnant cape flapped behind me in the breeze. The top of the backyard fence poised me on top of the world! And then I leaped.
That’s when my pantleg…..
SATISFIED THE HOUSE IS NOW THOROUGHLY TRASHED, the children scatter in the dark. They’ve done their worst. Now they snicker in the bushes. A shadow passes the window and the front door opens. What will the Old Man do, they wonder?
Instead of the Old Man, however, his son appears. The younger man steps onto the porch and…..
Be joyful always (I Thess. 5:16)
…let us encourage one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching. (Heb. 10:25)
I’m wondering…
How many of you were born into quiet, somewhat nondescript families—kind of your average middle-of-America folk who keep to themselves and don’t blab their business to the world?
Or were…..
