Adjusting the Target Anybody who lives in this world knows some people who are hurting. I know I do. I saw some posts recently, “Pr...

Four months ago, we was all slaves in Egypt , building bricks for a living, seven days a week, from before dawn till after dark. Our slave ...

Have you ever woken up with a song floating through the fog in your mind? Sometimes I think that’s just an echo of a dream or a memory, par...

I was talking with a friend recently about “finding our life’s purpose in God.”  That’s a tricky one, isn’t it? We want to know what ou...

Oh, baby! I could spend a few years here. I was wandering through a marina some years ago, looking at the sailboats, imagining the wind...

This may be my favorite picture of the terrible judgment of God: In the book of Exodus, when the Hebrew children chickened out, rebelle...

I've abandoned the vocabulary of "mountains and valleys" to describe the variations in the Christian life. It seems that the s...