It seems strange somehow to be meditating on the sorrow of the cross during these weeks when the earth is budding with new life. But our walk with Jesus is a walk toward darkness. He was a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief.Read More
The bleak mid-winter days are challenging for even the most sanguine among us. Those of us who live in all but a few places on this planet must endure the cold dark days of winter each year. For some these days are longer and colder than for others.
Stories, especially the great stories, often fall short when adapted for film. Tolkien’s masterpiece, The Lord of the Rings is no exception. Vast sections of the story (Tom Bombadil!!!) are left out completely.Read More
These cold, pollen-laden days of mid-winter make it difficult for me to spend much time out of doors.
Luke 1:39-45: I love this greeting between these two women. Elizabeth proclaims a blessing, but who is really being blessed here? and who is doing the blessing?
My dad was a baker. Not in any official capacity mind you, but when he wasn’t tending the animals on our small family farm in Vermont, you would find him in the kitchen baking bread, and pies, and donuts.Read More
I think we forget that Jesus and John the Baptist were family. Scripture doesn’t give us any indication of how much time they spent together as children, if any at all. But we do know this, when Jesus heard that John had been killed He, “withdrew privately by boat to a remote place;” (Matt 14:13)Read More
I wonder if this is where we began to go wrong.Read More