And the story continues

And the story continues

I felt it was a bit over-dramatic the first few times I heard it. At the beginning of my time inFrance, in response to some comment I would make, a French person would reply withsomething like, “You don’t understand. We bear the centuries-old weight of our people.”...
“Come and listen to my story about…”

“Come and listen to my story about…”

What child hasn’t thrilled to hear a story read to them? What child, once enthralled with a particular story, hasn’t begged to hear it read again . . . and again . . . and again . . . Why is it that they seem to never tire of hearing the same familiar words over and...
More than Eyes have Seen

More than Eyes have Seen

As you are traveling the 13-mile stretch of highway – a tunnel carved through the solid rock of the Swiss Alps – you might wonder at this crazy feat of engineering. If you are ever privileged to be present at a NASA rocket launch, and feel the earth...
Is that a clearing up ahead?

Is that a clearing up ahead?

Not to skewer anyone, but you might be of a certain age if you’ve ever advanced a personal opinion employing the word, ‘new-fangled.’ Decidedly derogatory in meaning, the term conveys the idea of preposterously, or ostentatiously, modern; or maybe, simply, ‘not what...
Strength Surrendered

Strength Surrendered

On occasion, life is jarring in its contrasts. Years ago, I was at a funeral home following the deaths of two 23-year-olds. In the foyer were family and friends of each of these young people. In the chapel to the left was the family of a vibrant young Christian girl,...