No. 8 – Walking on a Sunday Afternoon (Luke 24:18-35), Part 2

Epiphany. That's a big word. How about "an a-ha moment?" Whatever you call it, that's what I experienced the day it dawned on me that the Old Testament was all about Jesus. All of the old stories were no longer just allegorical tales about good people. Those stories became signposts, markers that point to Jerusalem,…

Conversation Starters

On a back road in Southern Illinois, heading home for a Memorial Day visit, I saw these words on a church sign in Thompsonville, Illinois: Jesus is God's selfie. I love clever church signs as much as the next guy. And I understand the desire to engage the culture "where it's at." As long as…

With Your Whole Being

So I'm writing from a different spot in the coffee shop today.  Private chair in a corner, in the back room of the shop away from the ordering counter.  A faux-palm tree stands about five feet high over my right shoulder. My laptop is on my lap and not on a table. I can see…

Perspective, Promise and Presence

There are just two things I want to know when I start hiking a trail. Where does it go? And how hard will it be? For me, the trail is a metaphor for life. For the passage of time. For choices made and not made. I'm also fascinated by the fact that inverting just two…

The Snake Stick

Man, I really miss my Grandma. Grandma was a woman of the Old World. Born in America, mind you, but not of the modern age. She was born in the hills of Appalachia in the early 1900s, to a family that we could trace back to the early 1700s in her small Pennsylvania town. Somehow,…

Lessons From a Broken Gas Gauge

In the early 1980s, summers in Kansas City were wonderful. More fountains than Paris, beautiful flowers and foliage, and at the time, pretty good baseball too (we had this guy on the Royals named George Brett -- you might want to look him up). One of the oldest and largest parks in Kansas City, Swope…

Hope

In the middle of the Upper Ninth Ward of New Orleans stands a small pink church, Carver Desire Baptist.  On every first floor wall of the church, about 8 feet above the floor, is a brown stain showing where Hurricane Katrina's floodwaters stood for more than two weeks in August 2005.  Our church sent numerous teams to…