The Blog: Voices from the road

Matthew chapter 3  John the baptizer is officially out in the wilderness doing a new thing. He is preaching the repentance of sin and if a locust lands near him it turns into a ‘repentance snack!’ (In America we would have a tee shirt already) 🙂   Over the years I’ve

There are times when something triggers thoughts, energy, and words in me and I find myself, like the villain in the first Incredibles movie, saying, “You sly dog you got me monologuing!”  Poor Elizabeth… Recently my thoughts, like a morning fog, drifted over the landscape of my life to a

It’s cold outside, the sky burns bright blue that almost hurts to look at as the poignant pines prickle my senses and soul…it’s a mountain morning in the Smokies of North Carolina. The view, over the undulating land, looks as if oceans waves have been frozen in time and covered

As the sun cascades down, light like a warming blanket draped over your shoulders, the glistening reflections of light twinkle gently off the needles of the frozen evergreens reminding me of the ever-flowing and changing life we all face. Almost every moment can have its beauty if one stops and

I want a phrase/question to sink deeply in as you read this.  What does it mean to leverage your life? Most of us think of leverage as a way to move a large object or to overpower a situation with leverage.  What if, as Christians, God is asking us to

Faith during suffering is hard. Too many times I have suffered or watched others suffer and then, like an avalanche, questions pour in trying to make sense of it all. For example, I see something happen to my wife, if she is treated unfairly, or someone is rude to her,

There are many things from my past I often dwell on. It’s a habit, good or bad I am not sure, but I camp on seething little thoughts… “Would or should I have done something differently?”  Decisions made or better yet, decisions not made, which is really a decision… but

Being a child in the ’60s and ’70s, I grew up with the enthusiasm and messaging that only NASA could pull off. ANYTHING was possible and so much of our ‘childhood’ revolved around the era of Apollo when mankind left his bootprint on the white dusty surface of the moon.

Not too many days ago I stood in a Virginia afternoon sun by the grave of a dear friend, from many years ago. Standing with the shining warmth on my back I realized that our time together felt like it was yesterday… high school graduates, brought together by an unseen