THE FINAL LAP

In a few days, I will turn 73. Perhaps that is why I have been thinking lately about the final lap of my race of faith. Like you, I want to finish well. The race of faith we run must be examined from time to time to make sure we are running the right race with the...

THE SOUNDS OF A BURNING FAITH

I am sitting in front of our woodstove on a cold Oregon November day. Snow graces the summits of the surrounding hills. The sounds coming from our woodstove are those deeper thud-like sounds of ignition when a fire is entering a more mature burn. It is in that deeper...

A MIDNIGHT FEAST

A memory from my boyhood came to mind last week. I was 8 years old and for some reason, I woke up shortly after midnight. I got out of bed and walked down the hall through the darkness into the kitchen to discover, to my surprise, that my father was standing there in...
THE REVELATION OF DESTINATION

THE REVELATION OF DESTINATION

A few days ago, while rummaging through a desk drawer, Jan found an old business card. It was a card I had made for our time in Europe when we lived in Berlin, Germany, and were assigned as Area Coordinators in Eastern Europe for the Foursquare Church. The business...

A CONDITIONED FAITH

Spending time on my stationary exercise bike has taught me something about the life of faith. Being faithful does not always mean we are going somewhere. Being faithful in the small things day in and day out conditions us for those times when we need to move under the...