I never thought I had any gifts. Â I was shy, withdrawn, and when God talked about “the body of Christ” in scripture, I thought somehow He had missed me. I never felt like I belonged. I felt I had no purpose, except to “be good”..and, “do what other people told me to”. So, I taught Sunday […]
Sometimes there can be fear of revival. Images of people falling over, helpless; a congregation wildly dancing around the sanctuary. I am not here to divide doctrine or debate theology; all I know is, that was so not the kind of revival I experienced. But with fear can be walls, walls put up to protect ourselves […]
Spurgeon so eloquently said, revival is, “to live again, to receive again a life which is almost expired; to rekindle into a flame the vital spark which was nearly extinguished.” He uses the example of a person who has drowned. Â Imagine them, pulled out of the water, their vitals showing physical, mental, emotional unresponsiveness. Not moving, […]
I sit, exhausted on the top bunk, in the barracks of Guatemala. It had been a long day carrying crates filled with puppets and white piping, which we took from location to location, snapping together to make a makeshift theater. We had wanted to share Jesus.  And these children so far away from comfortable, man made generated Christianity, […]
Wimpy. Such a strong word. Visions of Olive Oil, or Popeye…before the Spinach…comes to mind. If you don’t know who Popeye is, He was a pipe tooting sailor who would chug down a whole can of raw Spinach. As a consequence, He was able to ward off Bluto, the burly rascal who was always trying to […]
We stand on the edge of awaiting waters. Like children, looking for our Father. Anticipating the splash of expectancy. Others watching. And it is in childhood that we learn to trust our Daddy’s arms. They are gentle, yet strong. Reaching out to catch us, even if we jump a little to the right or left. And […]