Slip ‘n slides… They provided swift and energetic water rides for my sister and me during childhood. Mom would sprinkle a few drops of dish soap onto our plastic slide, hook up the hose, and away we’d go. Dad would swoop us up at the other side, and we’d run towards Mom, ready for another go-round. Soon, neighbor kids would hear us, and they would slide with us down the slippery slope. It’s easy to slide downhill on a slip … Continue reading →
Nan sat in her recliner admiring her Christmas gift. Her grandchildren had bought her a tablet. She was intrigued that she could read without turning a page. “Nanna,” Matt called. Nan barely heard her grandson as she fiddled with the keypad. “Nan, I’m going home,” Matt said, “so give me a hug.” Nan stretched an arm towards her grandson, balancing the tablet on her knees. “Uh-uh! I want a real hug. Come on, get up.” Matt stretched his hands towards … Continue reading →
David was CEO of a nationally recognized company. He had established an experienced leadership team so he decided to take a month-long vacation. Even though the company had projects they were developing, he felt he deserved the reprieve. David announced his plans to the Board and made the necessary arrangements. The day of his departure, he found himself pacing. He had mentored his men regarding their responsibilities, and he had charted their obligations. Even so, he found himself rehearsing “What … Continue reading →
Recently, while I was worshiping, I closed my eyes, and saw Jesus’ eyes as Lion’s eyes. I was taken aback, and so I asked Him to show me again. He didn’t. It was just one glimpse, and that was it. Immediately, I knew He was revealing Himself as the Lion of Judah. I thought about this for days. His eyes were amazing! In Revelation 5:5b KJV, John the Disciple writes, “Behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root … Continue reading →
While shoppers hurried into the mall to escape the winter winds, I was acutely aware of one man who, instead, was ambling to the entrance, methodically tapping his cane. He touched the door. Then he paced ten steps away. Dropping to his knees, he placed his hat on the ground for tips and pulled an instrument from his tattered jacket. With recorder flute in hand, the man played Silent Night, The First Noel, and Drummer Boy. I was enthralled by … Continue reading →
