Rudolph Who’s Rudolph?

Rudolph Who’s Rudolph?

WARNING: Risk of pre-season traumatic trembling. Recently, I’ve seen Christmas-themed advertising, complete with smiling faces and bow-wrapped parcels. For many, if not most, it’s too early to think about such things, with all that that entails. But there it is. Maybe...
What a day of rejoicing today will be!

What a day of rejoicing today will be!

When you go to the funeral of a Christian, there’s solid joy in knowing they are with Jesus, currentlyenjoying all the riches that are promised in His presence. There are lots of stories, some funny (atyesterday’s service here in Kansas for our good friend, Jim Brown,...
Books, Geese, Dogs, & Sparrows, oh my!

Books, Geese, Dogs, & Sparrows, oh my!

I love to read. And my favorite authors are the ones who create characters who are not only believable, but who, within just a few pages, have me hearing their voices, picturing the way they walk, the nuances in their talking, and largely, whether or not I’m going to...
Beta Reporting

Beta Reporting

This is a hot-off-the-press, largely extemporaneous (read: stream of consciousness) report of the Vineyard USA Eastern Region Conference which just concluded yesterday in South Hackensack, New Jersey. The theme of our three days together was: Navigating our Culture....
RISK is believing God is telling the truth

RISK is believing God is telling the truth

There’s a wacky Christmas song with these lyrics: “I want a hippopotamus for Christmas. Only a hippopotamus will do . . .” (sorry for that ear worm). This is a child’s wish list. Totally bonkers. Impractical in the extreme. Ruinously expensive. Not to mention...
Swept up and away, not swept off course

Swept up and away, not swept off course

I think our brains must have an invisible trip wire attached to our memory storage unit. All it takes is for some random snippet to glide past it and, Voilà! We’re reliving something not necessarily related to our current situation. For instance, for me, about 5...