Promises

My mother always told me not to promise anything, because only God is able to keep his. Her words stuck with me, and I never “promised” to do anything the rest of my life. I said “yes” or “no”, or “I’ll do my best to help you out.” A promise was not for me to … More Promises

The Prayer Equation

I don’t do math. I’m the person who made a B in Basic Math in college! I’m embarrassed to say what I made in the accounting class I attempted for some dumb reason. I probably thought the accountant I was dating at the time would turn out to be useful…but apparently he was only ornamental. … More The Prayer Equation

Are you prepared?

I was reminded this week of how quickly things can change. I listened to the wife of our dear brother share at his funeral, “I never imagined that this time last week, I would be standing up here talking about the loss of my husband.” Whether a loved one suffers over a period of time … More Are you prepared?

Worth remembering

My dad had a gift. He could remember sermons from his young adult years, name the pastor, know the title and passage used. I wish I had a mind like his — I’ll blame learning multiple languages to inhibiting my ability to remember anything in one. It’s a poor excuse, but handy, when I need … More Worth remembering

It takes effort

I have a vivid memory from my childhood, and it’s not a pretty one. While I don’t remember what prompted the outburst, I had a temper-tantrum in my mother’s presence and told her, “I’m tired of being good! It’s too hard!” I was obviously exasperated about something, and my parents’ guidance on good behavior had … More It takes effort

Counting Life

I had a birthday last month which had me thinking about life, years, and, to be honest, mortality. Nothing like a birthday to give you a reality check. If birthdays haven’t done that for you, then you’re not old enough. Just sayin’. I am using Christmas and birthday cards this year to pray for the … More Counting Life

The Question

I know when I write this question, people will interpret it in polar opposite ways, but I’m willing to take the chance. In 1933, Dietrich Bonhoeffer wrote to his grandmother: The question is really: Christianity or Germanism? And the sooner the conflict is revealed in the clear light of day the better.* So, I sit … More The Question