I had lunch on Friday with my friend Pam. We’ve been friends since 8th grade, and together came to faith in Christ just as the Jesus Movement wave crested and began to recede. Our oldest children were born just a week apart. Our now-antique cats, Mike and Phyllis, came from a couple of litters of…

I just returned from the Wednesday afternoon farmer’s market with: Dead ripe tomatoes (my addiction) Bi-color sweet corn Imperfectly shaped green peppers Peaches so ripe they exploded out of their skin when I bit into one Homemade pasta Asiago breadsticks Mixed olives in anise olive oil Locally bottled white Sangria Garlic-dill jack cheese made by…

Make it stop. When stuff in our lives goes through a radical rearrangement – meaning, we’re forced into some sort of change – more than anything, we want the discombobulation to stop. We want the old normal. Or the new normal. Anything but this horrible confusion that leaves us feeling like we’re bobbing around in…

Harry Jerome Marks July 19, 1933-July 19, 1997 Ten years ago today, my father died on his 64th birthday, losing his 17-month battle with leukemia. There were so many events I would have love to have shared with him, so many funny stories he would have loved to have shared, and moments from my kids’…

Where are they? Where are the 18-30 year olds? We know they’re not attending standard-issue church. And they’re mostly not attending the alternative churches developed to “reach” them. This issue has been analyzed and analyzed some more, by people way smarter than I. That’s not the purpose of this post. The Good Shepherd leaves the…