This is a familiar story to you — The apostle Paul, formerly known as Saul of Tarsus spent much of his adult life terrorizing and persecuting early followers of Jesus.  He seemed to feel it was his duty – that…

I once heard a speaker say that there are three ‘epoch times’ in the life of a follower of Christ.  The first is ‘formation’.  ‘There is a time to be born . . .’  (Ecclesiastes 3.2)  And, August was the…

I read this information recently from one, Sir John Glubb, (1897-1986) the British diplomat who studied four-thousand years of human history and who found that there was a pattern to the decline of great nations.  He said that the last…

When I look at my precious orphans in Romania, sometimes I wonder ‘who did she get those beautiful eyes from – her mother or her father?’  Or I look at a little one with his ears sticking out and wonder…

Several years ago there was a wonderful man in our church and when we learned that he had Stage Four cancer at only 48 years old, we were all deeply saddened and shocked.  One day for no particular reason, or…

I am amazed, disappointed and definitely bewildered as to how the mainstream, and at one time, evangelical church in America has moved so far from the teaching of the Scripture.  Where the idea – the meme – or from whom…

When I ‘winter’ for a couple of months in Georgia where my oldest and my youngest sons and their families live, I rent an apartment in a ‘gated’ apartment complex.  It sounds fancy – and safe, but it is really…

February has never been my favorite month of the year.  Actually, no winter month is a favorite of mine.  But, in New England where I come from, February is notoriously known as ‘flu month’ and ‘storm/nor’easter/frigid-cold month’.  That’s not a…

In Philippians 3:12-16, the apostle Paul seems to be taking inventory of his life.  As Christians, we need to stop periodically and measure our progress – to review our accomplishments in our personal life as well as our professional life. …

Christmas was a wonderful time while growing up.  Because we lived deep in the country in Maine – actually, back woods-Maine, we did all those Norman Rockwell traditions.  Daddy would go off into the woods to cut down the perfect…