Jun 26, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Marilyn and I have been happily married for over 47 years. Throughout our relationship, I’m the one who usually shakes things up with announcements like, “I’m thinking about starting my own business”, or “I believe we should start a new church in Lancaster”....
Jun 19, 2016 | Blog Post, Good News, Weekly Devo
I recently visited a young mother with two children—a boy who I’d guess was 9 or 10 and a daughter who appeared to be around 12. It was a pleasure being in their home. The kids were polite—they looked me straight in the eye and answered my patronizing questions about...
Jun 12, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Marilyn and I are very proud of our two grown sons. They are close in age, only 18 months apart, yet have completely different personalities. We’re grateful they’ve maintained a wonderful camaraderie as they’ve grown into manhood. Like most siblings, they are...
Jun 5, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
A modern-day parable… There was once an old guy named Marvin (the hero in this parable), who in his late 60’s, was terribly out of shape. Determined to recapture his youth, he followed his heart to the YMCA. Wearing faded sweatpants, a wrinkled tee shirt, and the only...
May 29, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
It was dinner time and the restaurant I’d chosen was teeming with hungry patrons. The din of clatter and conversation had reached full song. The corporate designers of this restaurant chain had intentionally chosen seating arrangements that allowed for an open...
May 22, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Imagine with me, an early farmer working his field. Exhausted, he reigns his plow horse to a halt. With a straw hat in one hand and a red bandana in the other, he squints into the bright sun and mops the baptism of hard work from his brow. Perhaps inclined to curse...
May 15, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
Among my early memories, few cause me to smile more than reflecting on the sillier things I did. By today’s standards, I’m what you might call anal retentive. I remember being a whole lot sillier than I am today. It’s become obvious to me that the older I get the more...
May 8, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
My mom and dad were childhood friends. And like most farm kids in rural Ohio during the 1920’s and 30’s, they never wandered too far from home, often marrying from within the neighborhood. Marvin and Carrie Mae attended the same one-room school house early on and...
May 1, 2016 | Blog Post, Weekly Devo
If you’re a regular reader of my writing, or have sat under my teaching at any point, you probably know considerably more about me than I know about you. Following that assumption, you most certainly know I’m privileged to be married to Marilyn, who as a life-partner...