All along I thought I was having “senior moments.” This past week a friend told me that he didn’t have “senior moments,” but rather suffered from “intellectual interruptions.” Since I’ve had this problem long before I became a senior, I think I like the new term better. Whether your memory lapses are “senior moments” or…
Recently, a friend shared a quote with me – “Prayer is the slender nerve that moves the muscle of omnipotence.” I was impressed with the quote and being a professor who is in the habit of looking for footnotes, I asked who made the statement. He didn’t know. In curiosity, I began a search. I…
Waiting in the Denver airport terminal this past week for my connecting flight, I heard a familiar announcement with a new ending. The airline employee, with routine discipline, announced, “Ladies and Gentlemen, we are ready to begin boarding our flight to Rapid City. Please have your boarding passes out and ready for the gate attendant.”…
One of the indicators that the years are passing by is that you attend more funerals than you do weddings. I’ve attended my share of weddings, performed a few of them, and now the funeral count is catching up. I attended another funeral last week. If funerals must be attended (I only know of one…
Life is a series of adjustments. I just had another one, but I’m not sure what to call it. I made a big deal about “retirement” not being biblical for those called to vocational ministry, reminding folks that I was only “retiring” from a position, not from a calling. Friday, at my “retirement” reception, the…
I’m not sure where the mistake was made – probably by me, perhaps by some well-meaning secretary, then again it could all be blamed on the computer. It doesn’t really matter. The sermon outline that appeared in the bulletin yesterday had both of my main points listed as “II.” There was no point “I” only…
Last Friday was my last day of full-time employment at Southwestern Baptist Seminary. It hardly seems like twenty-two years ago that I entered my first class room full of seminary students. I remember being filled with a mixture of holy boldness and absolute fear. Come to think of it, those are the same two emotions…
By the end of this week I will be officially retired from Southwestern Baptist Seminary after twenty-two years on the faculty. Since there is no biblical evidence for retirement from God’s call to ministry, I prefer to view this as a transition, not a retirement. And I have a new “life verse” to go along…
Two weeks ago I was above 7000 feet in the mountains of Glorieta, New Mexico. Last week I was near sea level in the Rio Grande Valley of Texas. Being in the Valley was “déjà vu all over again” for me. Forty years ago this month, having graduated from seminary and resigned at the small…