Monday Morning Manna

  • Praying Through

    As word spread of my radiation treatments, the responses began to flood in – via E-mails, Facebook entries, Twitter posts, Cards, Telephone calls, Personal visits – everything from a simple, “Praying for you” to much more creative, imaginative expressions of support. One particular response caught my attention. “We’re praying you through,” a friend wrote. It…

  • God’s Will . . . My Will

    We divide and categorize people in many ways – politically, racially, economically, denominationally, geographically. The Bible divides people into two groups – those who follow God’s will and those who don’t. Many use their God-given freedom of choice to choose their own way. My granddaughter graduates from college soon. She recently shared with me her…

  • Rewind and Replay

    What is there in your past you’ve give everything to re-live again? The country song tells of a young rodeo cowboy who longs to be able to ride for eight seconds and make it all the way to the national finals rodeo in Las Vegas. The song ends with the man, now grown old, dreaming…

  • God’s Got This!

    It took most of the week to process last Monday’s news. A summer biopsy showed a small skin cancer on my right temple. MOHS Surgery (that had twice before been 100% successful for me) was, this time, unsuccessful. Seems a part of the cancer had wrapped itself around a nerve. To expedite healing I was…

  • Pastor Appreciation Night

    A sleepless Saturday night was complicated by what one minister-friend calls, “Intestinal uncertainty.” For me at least, it is a rather frequent Saturday night experience when I am preaching on Sunday morning. Even though I’ve spent Sunday mornings doing just that for more than fifty years, the butterflies keep coming and some nights they turn…

  • Golden Friendships

    I attended my college reunion this past week-end and dropped in on the Golden Luncheon, where those celebrating their fifty-year class reunion were assembled. These were the Sophomores, hated by those of us who were Freshmen. These were those responsible for initiating us into college life. These were our tormentors. I went to see if…

  • Holy Boldness or Not?

    This past week we have had six different sales persons in our home, each making presentations and submitting estimates for a new air conditioner/heater unit. Some were very aggressive and forward. Others were very precise and detailed. One was a healthy mixture of both. We found him to be acceptable. He reminded me of a…