Grateful Groaning

Grateful Groaning

On December 30, 2020, I became a statistic—I contracted Covid-19. I spent the next 14 days enduring the nasty effects of this pandemic perpetrator in isolation in our basement. I was thankful that I wasn’t hospitalized, that I survived, and that I gained some...
Faith, Not Fear, in the New Year

Faith, Not Fear, in the New Year

The offensive lineman drove his shoulder into my knee as I was making a tackle. The resulting injury in the first game of my junior year in high school ended my football career. My dreams of following in my father’s footsteps and playing at the next level were...
The Light of Life

The Light of Life

It was too hot to sleep, so my dear wife got up and went to the kitchen of our short-term mission home to get some ice. When she turned on the lights, the floor was moving—cockroaches, lots of cockroaches, scurrying to hide. Light exposes what is in the dark. In God’s...
Doing Good Deeds

Doing Good Deeds

After the April blizzard my father told me to go next door and shovel the snow off of Ethel’s driveway. As an eleven year old, moving twelve inches of wet snow was a daunting and discouraging task. Ethel was an elderly single woman who worked for my father, so I sort...
Peace in Pandemic Panic & Political Polarization

Peace in Pandemic Panic & Political Polarization

Recently I heard a man screaming on the trail near our home, “Get over! What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know you’re supposed to get over? Get over! COVID is here!” News broadcasts and social media have fed us a steady diet of rioting, burning, looting, and violence...