Hobbled with Hope

Hobbled with Hope

For the last few months, a crippled doe has found a place of rest in our front yard. She was born with a severely deformed leg and has been limping about three-legged all of her short life. The other deer is her brother, a young spike-horned buck who always stays by...

Prophetic Stage Stops

I love wide-open spaces. An expanse of sagebrush, quaking aspen draws, and old, weathered cabins are a thing of beauty to me. Traveling along a dirt road far off the asphalt beaten path and seeing these old structures speaks to me. I can imagine a stagecoach pulling...

The Gritty Side of Faith

In many ways, the nine years I spent as a cop before becoming a pastor prepared me for the ministry. Being a cop gave me an understanding of life’s gritty reality. It also helped me understand how people would sometimes respond to fear. Life has a way of...

Reigniting the Fires of Revival

The fires of revival never really burn out. Someone somewhere is carrying the embers of a revival from the past. It only takes a single act of faith to reignite the smoldering embers and release a wildfire of God’s presence.  Fire agencies have been getting...

Joy Up, Church!

As I recover from knee surgery to repair a ruptured tendon, I find myself up at all hours of the night taking pain meds and icing my knee. I write this just a bit after 1:00 am from our living room hoping to let Jan get a few more hours of sleep. I need to keep my...

Building Bridges Over Troubled Waters

Yesterday, I found myself singing the Simon and Garfunkel song “Bridge Over Troubled Water.” It is one of those songs that can have a unique and widespread application to the challenging situations of life. Our world has always had troubled waters, but of late, we...