Month: March 2004

I don't know about you, but I've often wished that God would write His plans for my life down on a piece of paper and hand them to me. I know that I'd be frightened if I saw His handwriting … Read more

The water had frozen, and the pipe had burst. Icy cold water was shooting all over our daughter and son-in-law's fully finished basement. "Why did it happen?" I knew that it was 28 degrees below zero, but I couldn't understand … Read more

There are these two precious little girls in our congregation. One is Abby and one is Molly. I was there for their births. I baptized both of them. But for some reason or another, I constantly get their names mixed … Read more

"What's the use?" This was the question I was tempted to ask after a family move. Seeing as I was far away from our former home and church family, it would have been so easy to stay in my warm … Read more

Our three-year-old granddaughter was sent, by her mother, to get some of her storytime books to be read at "nap time". She dragged herself off, not very interested in nap time, and was gone an abnormally long time. When she … Read more

Some years ago while visiting in a hospital, I regularly passed a patient who always had friends at her bedside. As the weeks went by, one friend appeared to remain longer. One day I spoke to the patient, but, due … Read more

"What is that?" My two-year-old granddaughter was pointing to her great-grandmother's casket. I held my breath, and wondered how her aunt would answer her. I certainly didn't want her to experience the same nightmares that I'd had when someone forced … Read more

A young lady pulled up in a car next to Caroline and me as we walked to the local shops. She wound down the window, and asked if we knew the directions to a local street. As it was one … Read more

While serving as a palliative care volunteer, I spent time with one person who described their experience of learning that they had a terminal illness as being similar to what they might expect to feel had they run headlong into … Read more

One day as my daughter and I were sitting on a park bench watching her two little girls playing on the playground equipment, I was thrilled at what I saw. Sarah, not her real name, was swinging on the monkey … Read more