
There is a story in the Bible about the creation of humans in the Garden of Eden, a perfect world. There, as the story goes, the first humans were created from ‘the dust of the earth’. They were perfect beings in body, mind, and spirit, unique individuals residing with God in that amazing place. But,…

I’m sure we’ve all experienced it as some point, at work or a social event, even with friends. There is that person who tends to be quite outspoken about individuals, events, or with news stories and other happenings. That person usually has strong opinions they willingly share in uncompromising words. They aren’t necessarily nasty or…

I was sitting at a gate in the airport, waiting for an early morning flight heading towards California. The sitting area was half full, a group of people to my left, and several families, couples and singles in the rows in front. It being a Friday, there were a number of business people heading home.…

I’m sitting in the upstairs bedroom, coffee in hand in the quiet of the morning pondering and praying for the day ahead. The murmured silence of the house enwraps me in a comfortable blanket. I look around the room, eyes landing on different items. Echoes of days past, the memory around each one, resonates within.…

Incremental. That word hasn’t been my friend in years past. Though trained as an engineer where incremental is needed to be successful, I am more of a get-it-done guy, multi-tasking to make efficient progress. I draw conclusions quickly and then shift into action. The only place the word incremental applied was in detailed planning phases,…

The Easter season brings up thoughts in me of giving and receiving, from the smallest gestures to sacrificial choices. Of expressions as simple as a child’s smile to the profound gift that God gives in Jesus. I think of when my buddy had fresh brewed coffee, cream and a couple cookies waiting for me when…

Note: I write about different facets of our lives, from simple to complex, from silly to serious. The last post was lighter, about dancing & denser men 😉. This essay flips to the serious side, looking at growing and learning from that difficult teacher known as Pain, and a story about my dad. ———————————————– I…

As I’ve noted previously, I love winter and layers of snow. The shivery cold, the drifts carved by wind, the thick blanket damping sound, and the gentle fall of flakes – those little snow fairies drifting to the ground. When the sun comes out, the glistening crystals reflect across the expanse, like a scattered field…