“Now is my soul troubled. And what shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this hour’? But for this purpose I have come to this hour. Father, glorify your name.”
My friend David Serry just died. This is what his daughter Amy wrote.
My dad died last night.
This is going to be Continue reading
Read John 11:1-6.
“So, when he heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the place where he was.” John 11:6
The Watney House Fire
From the street it looked like a one story house. But because it was built on a hillside, from the back you could see another level below with sliding glass doors opening out to a patio and back yard. This was the house where the Watney kids lived: Melissa, Mark, and Emma. Continue reading
(From the archives.)
Guilt, Fear, And A Crushed Spirit
Continuing our series on suffering, today we’ll look at how ignoring God can Continue reading
Suffering has been a popular topic with my friends and family for the last few weeks. So today I’m posting one of the most popular posts on suffering from God Running. From the archives . . . Continue reading
It’s 1:34 AM on Saturday as I write this blog post without my usual beta reader and better half Kathy. We traveled from Portland to Lakeland, Florida on Tuesday for business reasons and our flight made for a long day. We spent so much time on airplanes I remember a moment when Kathy, looking up from our seats in coach toward the big seats in front, said, “We’re going to sit in first class someday.” I just laughed. (If you knew anything about our budget, you’d laugh too.)
During the drive from the Tampa airport to our hotel I remember seeing a billboard along U.S. Highway 98 that said, “Lakeland Regional Health Joins Mayo Clinic.” When I read that, I thought to myself, “That’s impressive.” I’m a fan of the Mayo Clinic. Continue reading
Inspiration for this short passage of fiction was drawn mainly from three different sources: James Joyce’s famous short story, The Dead, Luke 11:5-13, and my and Kathy’s personal experiences caring for mom during the last nine months of her battle with Lewy Body Dementia. Some readers try to read too much into a work of fiction such as the one found below. I thank you in advance for not being one of those readers. (Did I mention–it’s fiction.) Continue reading
I live with a dog who thinks he’s a human.
He watches TV–like a human. Here we see him watching John Wayne with Kathy. He likes John Wayne movies. I think it’s the horses.
Up until a few months ago, my mom-in-law lived with us. She was sick and dying. Werner seemed to know this and liked to lay down nearby. One time he brought a mouth full of his dog food and laid it at her feet. He’s never done that before, or since. Continue reading