Faith Dancing

“It’s time to get your faith dancing,” croons gospel singer Sandi Patty. I’m sure she means the good days, when you live up to what you say you believe, and know you’d die for the same. When you sit slow at Jesus’ feet, and stand up fast for what you …

When Hope Caves In

Hope caves in, sometimes. Something goes amiss; sends us plunging.  What separates faith in Christ from optimism, in times like that? Oh, that’s a bad ‘un, older gardeners said when we told them a mole was punching tunnels in our septic- mound-turned- rock- garden. Not much you can do about …

Creature teachers

As I greeted daughter Amanda at the front door the other day, she pointed to something on the deck—a narrow strip of thickly-furred deer hide, a foot long, recently detached from its owner. She sighed. “Mom, are you bringing dead animals home again?” The family has never allowed me to …

Hope and Faith-lift

It’s a messy world out there these days, with more reasons to be down than up. On top of that, winter has outstayed its welcome. Hope of spring is running low, and we’re running out of Pollyanna phrases to cheer ourselves.  I’ve reserved a few statements of last resort, but …

Road Under Construction

Awhile ago, the Preacher mentioned a landmark he’d noticed on the highway between home and town. Had I noticed it, he wanted to know. “No. Where?” “Near the bridge.” I drive that highway often. “There’s no bridge on the highway to our place.” He looked at me funny. “What d’ya …