11:00 AMKen Pierpont; Matthew 15:22-28, Mark 7:24-30
My Old Journal
Yesterday I was moving some books and stumbled across an old journal. A thirty-year-old journal. Lois and I were married in September of 1979. The first journal entry was the first of October. “My first entry in this journal will be by way of introduction. I have been married a week short of a month […]
A Form of Evil…
Boredom is a form of evil. It is a preview of death-if not death itself. When trapped in prolonged boredom even the most saintly of us will pray for, hope for, and even engineer relief-no matter how demonic. -Fred Craddock.
Why are Redbuds Purple?
I have had a photographer “on retainer” since September of 1979. Monday I had to drive to the Lower Huron Park to see the Redbuds while there were briefly in bloom. Lois took this beautiful picture for me. Thank you Lois You don’t always have to understand things to enjoy them. Like Redbud trees. Saturday […]
She Won’t Always Be There
Sunday is Mother’s Day. You weren’t going to forget, were you? In the last few years of my grandma Shipley’s life she would remind us when we visited the little green house on Auten Road, “I won’t always be here, you know.” She was right. She isn’t there now. Her little dogs don’t bark in […]
Advice for the Lonely
D. A. Carson is going to be in town this weekend. He is a brilliant man who has written a bunch of very helpful academic things, but my favorite Don Carson book is a book about his father, who was a missionary pastor. In that book he tells an interesting story about some wise advice […]