It was another hot and windless day in San Francisco on October 17, 1989. There was a sense of electricity in the air as the anticipation built. The game would be three of the World Series playoffs. The contest was scheduled to begin at 5:35 pm. The San Francisco Giants and the Oakland A’s were going through the pre-game ceremonies at Candlestick Park in San Francisco, California.
Continue reading →I know God hasn’t given me a spirit of fear, but if I can just be totally transparent for a minute, there are things I have experienced that at times cause anxiety and worry into my life. …
Continue reading →Have you ever been to a battle reenactment? In October, at Walnut Grove Plantation in Spartanburg, SC reenactors present a Revolutionary War battle that occurred there. Bloody Bill Cunningham, a British Commander, was killed. He had massacred many patriots just weeks before. No one seemed to know he was near Walnut Grove. The children who lived in the big plantation house were playing in the yard when the alarm sounded that the British were coming. People ran to get the … Continue reading →
The path cut through the cornfield was rough in many places, so we watched our steps carefully to avoid tripping. In our spiritual walk the enemy loves to place obstacles in our way and whispers “you will never make it.” But God has a plan for each of us. Psalm 37:23 reminds us that God takes delight in showing us the way, “The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord, and He delights in his way.” …
Continue reading →On that faith-stretching night my wife and I experienced, we had to stop trying to figure it all out and instead trust the Holy Spirit for direction. We learned that we are not the conductor. We are just the instruments selected to participate. …
Continue reading →One thought surfaces in my mind: Cheese Guy’s reaction has to be about more than cheese…
Continue reading →I had heard some of the students say it the previous year, and now I was hearing it again. In the eighth grade, they had been separated from the Honors class, and now in the ninth grade, they were separated from eighth-graders who were taking the same high school course they were. …
Continue reading →The truth is, the cross measures our value, and we are all the same at the foot of it. Our worth comes from God alone and not anything else. …
Continue reading →Immediately, I called my husband, and then I asked some close friends to pray for our family. I knew this problem was too big for us to handle on our own. …
Continue reading →Although I was experiencing the contrasts between modest and wealthy living, the real message had nothing to do with money. In the spiritual realm, the concept is freedom in Christ….
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