It’s Valentines Day tomorrow. Memories of paper hearts passed secretly or in decorated boxes in elementary school, fantasies about a romantic dance on a faraway beach, or even a sweet picture of a senior couple holding hands on a park bench, all support our belief in the reality, endurance, and power of Love. And this … More Believing In Love Takes Courage
It’s a common question. I ask it. Maybe you, too? Perhaps, most often, looking for some way to connect with a stranger at a party, or even a new neighbour, to see if we have something in common. But, sometimes, it can simply be a manifestation of Human-Doing-Identity-Seeking Syndrome. And yes, I made that title up, but … More “What is it that YOU do?”
The Sunday before Christmas 1991 dawned bright and crisp, and our city was a glistening Christmas card after Saturday’s snow storm. Noisy snow squeaked underfoot as I trudged hurriedly to the entrance of the church. I was the worship leader and running late. I had dawdled way too long at home, mulling over whether or … More Five First Christmases
We are awaiting, with deliberately exercised patience, the arrival of our first grandchild. Recently, both Glenn and I have noticed a heightened interest in Baby’s R Us, Carters, Osh Kosh, or any other store that carries baby clothes or paraphernalia, and whenever we pass them in a mall we turn in without even discussing it. … More Baby’s Almost Here!
Still talking about love! God’s intention, at least part of the end game of God’s love perfected in us, is that we give it out. Like he does. Nothing that I say on this blog should be contrued as “God’s love ends with me.” God loves me as much as he does anyone else; of … More Nice Jewish Boy
“By this we know love..” (1 John 2:16). The beloved disciple and apostle John writes about love a lot, and in a very authoritative way. He walked with Jesus, talked with him, felt very relaxed with him and seems to consider he was special to Jesus. He saw love in action every day. Not just … More Perfected Love
I speak from a woman’s perspective, undeniably, but remember when you were in love in grade school? Remember the furtive looks, the notes to your friends about the heart throb du jour, the deliberate manipulation of desk arrangements and lunch time activities? And all those phone calls with your BFF where all you talked about … More Secret Love