I’m in the 7th grade, soon to be 13 years old. I get up from bed just a little after 10:00 and go outside in the dark. I walk to the edge of the front lawn, just by the street, and I look up. It’s a mid-April night, the skies are clear, stars are visible, and Read more about Abraham in My Adolesence[…]
He said in broken English, “The Bastille station is fermez. How do you say… it is closed.” My stomach dropped. Our carefully-made plans to thread our way through the streets of Paris, navigate the Metro, and arrive safely at our hotel, crumpled. And drawing on memories of high school French from decades ago, I managed Read more about Travel Is a Spiritual Journey[…]
Not long ago I was privileged to join a Food and Wine Tour in France with my wife and two good friends. We spent time in the Burgundy and Bordeaux regions, tasting, learning about and appreciating the delicious wine of the area. One thing we learned is that the best wine comes from grapes grown Read more about What Great Wine Teaches Us[…]
A wise friend commented on my last “Leading With Spirit” posting, about the woman who served me a mocha in the hospital coffee shop. Wayne said, “When we view our work, whatever it is, as a ministry, we are at our best.” I hired a U-Haul once from a dealer who was unfailingly cheerful and Read more about Your Mundane Ministry[…]
“If you give even a cup of cold water to one of the least of my followers, you will surely be rewarded.” (Matthew 10:42) If you’ve spent any time at all in a hospital, you know that the places of healing aren’t confined to doctor’s offices or operating rooms. Nor are they reserved for patients Read more about The Doctor’s Mocha Medicine[…]
