Some Things Never Change

I remember as a teenager I showed the first signs of being an exhibitionist. Well, at least I was to my sister. Standing in the backyard, I called her to her second-floor bedroom window and proceeded to flash her a full frontal, raising my shirt as high as it would go...

Constantly Comparing

Constantly Comparing? I say, DO IT!     I have this sister-in-law. She’s got it all going on: her fancy job lets her work from home, but she gets paid twice as much as the average family income. Her husband’s got a secure, high-paying job as well. She’s...

A Child’s Faith

    A phrase my pastor used to frequently use was “we need childlike faith” to approach God. (Matt. 18:3) I knew there was a difference between the word “childish” and “childlike,” but I always assumed the latter referred...

Cops in the Cornfield

Back in high school, there was a certain rite of passage that kids in my neck of the woods seemed to cherish. They would have loud, obnoxious, alcohol-fueled parties, and then they would run into the nearby cornfields to hide when the cops showed up to bust the party....

Lawn Mower Mountains

Lawn Mower Molehills     My nephew was over this summer, bringing the total number of kids at my home to five, all under the age of five. The day was winding down and the kids were getting edgy, so for fun I decided to give them lawn mower rides. (Don’t...