“Yours, O LORD, is the greatness and the power and the glory and the victory and the majesty, for all that is in the heavens and in the earth is Yours.” 1 Chronicles 29:11a We arrived at the airport at 3:30 AM as instructed, two hours before our flight. After traveling in three different planes, renting a …
Funny how my brain hangs onto insignificant memories. One of these moments took place on a covered, concrete porch in the country, miles from anywhere. A thermometer dangled on a nail and read 98*, not unusual for a summer afternoon in South Texas. Four of us sat in folding lawn chairs under the porch’s shade. …
I shifted in the saddle and checked the reigns for the umpteenth time then settled with the familiar smell of leather and warm horse. I started tapping my heels against my horse’s sides while gently maintaining contact with her mouth through the reigns. We both had to find the sweet spot of anticipation and control. …
A knock tapped on the apartment door. At my current age I would ignore the knock, but at 21, newly married, in a new town without friends, someone at my door piqued my interest. I stood on my tiptoes and peered out the peephole. Shifting my gaze downward, I saw two small children. I opened …
Clay lay on his cot constructed with paracord and padded with evergreen boughs. Light slanted through the open door of his shelter. Clay had cut slender trees, hacked off their limbs, then erected a handsome lean-to in which he lay. He situated the shelter near water and foraged for berries. After chinking the cracks with …
“You should see it,” Mikey told his scout buddies. “Its handle is striped with different woods, and it’s hefty. And… it comes with a sheath to hang on your belt.” “Neat!” The guys said. “Wish I could get one. Is it a real Boy Scout knife?” One asked. “Yeah. It has the emblem right on …
“Suzanne, Come over here. I want to show you something,” my grandmother called out across the yard. She faced me in a clearing between two outbuildings with the laundry basket wedged on her hip. The clothes line where she hung dish towels drew a line in the air behind her. My grandparents lived out of …
We participated in an Ash Wednesday service last week unlike any other I’ve attended. There were no ashes, but the church’s choir sang parts with volume, clapping and swaying to the beat. The whole-person-worship worked me out of my comfortable rut. Then the preacher took the microphone and stood before his congregation. “Fasting without prayer …
We sat in a conference room with a dozen strangers. Every Saturday morning, this group of people met for prayer. My husband and I came to observe and see if we might fit with them. “Grab a copy of the prayer list,” the chaplain instructed. Someone picked up a paper and handed it to us. …
Lent 2023, Week 1: Entering the Wilderness Meditations Below you will find scripture readings followed by questions to ponder this week until next Tuesday’s blog. Some scriptures are provided. I also give my observations, but read them after you’ve come to your own conclusions. At the end I give an explanation why a forty day …
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I pulled a bowl of warmed chili from the microwave. The clock reminded me that I must leave in ten minutes for a volunteer job. I gulped down a spoonful, but the phone interrupted with a beep and triple vibrations stressing the message’s importance, Buzzzzz, Buzzzz, Buzzzz. These startle me once a month or so …
Panic jolts up my scalp. Where am I? I drove this a route several times before, from my university to Fort Hood to see my fiancé. I am somewhere near the halfway point based on time, but at this moment, I cannot find my bearings. Did I pass the turn, or does it still lay …