Up in the early hours praying for a burden for another. This is what I see from my chair. This tree will stay lit all year at Granville Cottage (our humble home) as a reminder that everything that makes Christmas an enchanting and wonderful time of the year is a part of every Christian’s life […]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGLhqy5KZc8 Be very careful when you are sinned-against. When others sin against us we are most vulnerable to sin ourselves. It’s when we get hurt, we are most likely to hurt others. Your first, natural reaction when you are hurt or when someone sins against you is usually wrong. Here is an idea: Take a […]
Her name was Lois. That got my attention. I love that name. I love the way it sounds. I love to write it. I love to think of the Lois God gave me. Her name was Lois. They called her sister Vel. I was preaching Vel’s funeral. I preached her sister’s funeral and the guests […]
Our son Charles Kenneth and his wife Cecilia are expecting a baby right around my birthday November 3.
It was 37 years ago today that Lois and I were married.We married at her little church in Ypsilanti. After a modest reception in the church basement we got in our lime-green Plymouth Duster with a broad white racing stripe and headed south down Interstate 75 toward our apartment in Ohio where we would begin our life together.
Our son-in-law Dale McBride has a beautiful voice. On Good Friday this year he sang for the service. People love to hear Dale sing. He’s a powerful blessing as a son-in-law, he has the heart of a servant and he is very tender-hearted. We thank God for him every day. He’s also a deacon at […]
In the summer of 2008 the girls did a tour of Eastern Kentucky singing and testifying of their love for Jesus. They sang in mountain churches, on the street, at events, in homes, and on a couple small Christian television stations. Deep in the mountains after driving for a few hours and fighting motion-sickness the […]
I miss having the kids at home. This is the kind of thing that happened here at Granville Cottage every once in a while. But if they don’t go their way they can never have what made our lives so happy and beautiful for a few years–their own loves and their own homes. I posted […]
When Charles Kenneth Pierpont, who likes to be called Chuk, was a teen I gave him my guitar. He went into his room and closed the door and for many months all we could hear were muffled tones behind the door. One day I stood at the door and heard beautiful music. I thought it […]