A Note from Pastor Don

A Note from Pastor Don

Bread, growing up in my family, was strictly a homemade thing (I never had ‘boughten’ bread until I was a teenager, and I was, um, unimpressed, shall we say). I watched my mother knead that large lump of dough, on average, twice a week. Once, at around six years old,...
On the Easel

On the Easel

On the wall in my office is a simple watercolor of a single artist’s paint brush, laid horizontally. Printed discreetly beneath the brush is this quiet, artist’s prayer: “Paint in my life a portrait of Jesus.” I treasure this art print, a gift from a Vineyard...
The Plan Always Comes Together

The Plan Always Comes Together

A chef looks at a kitchen worktop strewn with steaks, vegetables, seasonings, oil, salad fixin’s, pots, pans, serving dishes and ‘sees’ delectable, exquisitely plated entrées. A baker looks at a bowl of flour, a dish of yeast, water, butter, milk, and salt and...