Month: January 1999

A local radio station is running a promotion to increase its daytime listeners. It's giving away coffee mugs with the station's call letters on them, asking listeners to drink coffee at work with the station's mugs. It promises listeners that, … Read more

As we were "buzzing" down an old highway on a weekend trip to the States last spring, we came upon a farmer's field that contained the following message, each word on its own sign and set in succession in a … Read more

Paul could have overwhelmed the ordinary listener with his intellectual powers but he chose not to. Instead he spoke simply of Jesus Christ by allowing the Holy Spirit to guide his thoughts. I was travelling with a Presbyterian pastor for … Read more

Our prayer group requires no admittance fee. No weekly donations. No contribution towards the lights, the maintenance costs, janitorial services, Spiritual Director's fees, the heating costs. And so it was, last fall, that I suggested we … Read more

During a time in my life when I was in a whirlwind of emotional pain and confusion, and wanting so much to do whatever it took to find release and direction, a friend came alongside me and kept pouring truth … Read more

Several of my oldest and dearest friends and I had met at some rented cabins for the weekend. We had arrived late at night and had risen early for a refreshing morning walk. On the owner's porch lay an old … Read more

Discipleship, to some degree, has become a buzzword within the church. Everyone seems to talk about it, but it rarely gets fully explained. If you were to ask what a disciple of Christ is, most people would agree that a … Read more

At the bottom of this page, it says, "Pray about contributing a devotional". Sounds okay, but how do you do it? What do you say? What actually do you pray for? Perhaps my experience will help others. I had a … Read more

Over nine months our family watched cancer creep through my mother's body, defying all treatments. Mom tried to be strong for us. She fought against the disease because we wanted her to live. One day just before she died my … Read more

Every once in a while, I like to sit at the rear of the ferry, looking back at where we've been. I like to see the place I've left gradually get smaller in the distance; to watch the way the … Read more