We traveled light to Mexico. I packed a blue blazer and kaki slacks, some dress shirts and work clothes. I wore a wonderful used pair of loafers I discovered in “lost and found.” I kept them shined up. They looked great. When we returned from Mexico we were to report to Nashville and then go through Ft. Wayne, Indiana to perform a wedding before returning home. I didn’t have a suit for the wedding but I didn’t want to have to carry one all over Mexico. I hoped that a blazer would do.
[Read more…] about My Wedding Suit
March in Michigan
The sun is shining on the Granville Cottage and the temperature is going to be over 50 degrees today! The snow is melting into little rivulets and running away. Holly has been driving around with her sunroof open. Hazard is straining at his lead. Saturday the boys rolled the basketball goal out into the drive. The neighborhood is coming out of hibernation. The church house was nearly full yesterday. (We still have a whole section of the balcony that I call left field bleachers to fill). We are Michigan people so we know we could still get slammed with winter weather, but for now we are blissful as the birds and singing the praises of spring. Sunday morning just before church Bessie Bass told me they had crocuses coming up through the snow in their backyard in Rockwood. She said it with a smile on her face and a gleam in her eye. Hope springs eternal in the human breast.
We have ordered 10,000 invitation cards. The people of Evangel will use them to invite friends to visit on Resurrection Sunday. We are praying that the balcony will be full and that it doesn’t snow. Hey Hazard wants out. I gotta’ run.
What I Want to See Before I Die
This week I heard from Rebbecca. She is a young lady now, but my first memory of her was when she was just a little girl. The first time I ever saw Rebbecca was when I preached her grandmother’s funeral in Centerburg, Ohio. It was difficult because I had never met her grandmother before. The whole family filled the chapel in the funeral home that day and I did my best to comfort them and make the gospel clear. [Read more…] about What I Want to See Before I Die
Her Name was Beth
Here is a link to my message Sunday morning.
I love coffee. I prefer gourmet coffee from a little family-owned roaster north of Grand Rapids, Michigan, but I don’t commonly have any on hand. Most mornings are not gormet mornings anyway, they are plain-vanilla, get-it-done days. They are MacDonald’s mornings. I usually drive through at the MacDonalds over on Sibley and Telegraph a few miles south of the church. I pick up a large, black, fresh coffee and a friendly word on the way to work. [Read more…] about Her Name was Beth
Family Man
“Family Man” from Trevor Little on Vimeo.
When the Church is Big Enough
Here is a copy of my message at Evangel Sunday morning:
In the first year of our marriage Lois and I served a little country church and lived across the road in a tidy cape cod parsonage. It was their tradition to have a revival service every year. After the meetings one night Lois and I took the evangelist and his wife to a restaurant for dinner. [Read more…] about When the Church is Big Enough




Recent Comments