It’s Always There

It’s Always There

The leaves have changed once again. I savor every minute of this breathtaking season, taking frequent walks. As we were meandering through the neighborhood recently, my kids asked me why the leaves turn colors. I inadequately stumbled over a crude explanation and...

Drawn to the Trash

I could sense her anticipation as she inched her pint-sized frame toward the open door. What excitement lay beyond? Dark and mysterious, the shadowy edges called to her. It was the perfect place to explore. Her pace hastened. She could hold back no longer. But just on...

Rotten Potatoes

Rotting potato stench. It hit me when I looked in the pantry for some crackers to nibble. I hadn’t smelled it a few hours earlier when I grabbed the cereal box. How could such a horrid smell develop so fast? The truth is that potato was rotten when I ate breakfast. It...

How Do You Respond To The Prostitute?

LUKE 7:36-50 Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table. When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, she brought an...