There is still power in the blood

Today is the International Day of Prayer for the Persecuted Church.  A time to remember Christians in northern Nigeria where the Boko Haram Islamic sect appears to be attempting to wipe out Christianity, and persecuted Christians elsewhere, in places like Pakistan, North Korea, Iran, China and many other countries. There are troubling signs in our … Continue reading There is still power in the blood

Where did those words come from?

A friend and I had spent the night in the bar and it was around midnight when we arrived back in the little town where I lived.  We weren’t ready to call it a day yet, so when we saw a light in a friend’s house we went and banged on the door.  They let … Continue reading Where did those words come from?

Vacation Bible School Memories

Two weeks ago it was announced in our congregation that one more Vacation Bible School teacher was needed, for the oldest class.  That sounded like something I could do, so this 70-year-old grandpa spent the past week teaching Bible lessons to a group of twelve and thirteen-year-old girls (no boys in that age group came … Continue reading Vacation Bible School Memories

Forty-two Years

Chris and I were married August 1, 1970. She was 17, the product of two dysfunctional homes, looking for some stability in her life. I was 28, restless, confused, in debt, not sure what I wanted to do with my life, had little control over my temper — not really a stable shelter from the … Continue reading Forty-two Years