[Written by Fay Rowe in 2001; published by Gillian Fritzsche] Publisher’s note: this is the tribute that my mother, Fay Rowe, wrote for her father when he passed into glory in 2001. As I was searching through my files recently, I came across it. It comforts me to know her own thoughts of when the … More Unswervingly and Joyfully Convinced
Yesterday, I found myself overwhelmed, looking at so many things in this world and in my own life that I am sure need fixing but appear pretty much beyond help. I think I know from whence came my extreme funk: Our present “Pandemic” circumstance—having been “shutdown” over and over through the past year, separated from … More A Reader’s Reflection
Updated. First posted on November 20, 2009 at 9:47 AM It is possible that I have never lived through a time when rest seemed in such short supply. There have always been troubled times on earth, and there is no question that people have lived, and are living this moment, through worse than you and … More Forgotten Rest
I first wrote about this back in 2009, but today I felt I needed to read it again. For me. I’d been reading Bent Hope; a street journal, by Tim Huff. This book, which tells stories of his encounters with homeless people on the streets of Toronto and elsewhere over a span of twenty years, … More Hearts and Hope
Today, as we remember the many young men and women who died for the cause of freedom—our own and others’—let’s not forget Hana Brady. She and too many others like her didn’t live to enjoy what those brave soldiers fought for. Although she lived only eleven years, her life still makes a difference through her … More Lest We Forget the Children
First posted on January 13, 2010 at 12:28 PM In the face of modern day terrorist attacks and warnings of the same, it is so easy to live our days and nights in fear of what might happen. Even we who have trusted in God for our eternal salvation can experience deep fear during troubling … More Afraid
First posted on February 4, 2010 My husband teaches in a business school, and one of the concepts I occasionally hear him discuss is an “escalating commitment to a failing course of action.” In other words, not knowing when to change direction. To someone like me, that smacks of giving in and giving up, and … More Times and Seasons
Originally posted on February 27, 2010 From the opening ceremony of the 21st Winter Olympics to the closing celebration, our television was tuned to the games. I cheered at the awards, cried at the poignancy of Joannie Rochette’s skate, held my breath when bobsledders crashed out, and felt the pain of those who grieved over … More Go For Gold
These days, I often think about—and sometimes pontificate about—free speech. I probably do the latter too often, too loudly, and too long, but it’s because the older I get, the more I see how its value has deteriorated in many parts of western society. In a time when politicians and online social media sites think … More Speaking Salt
He had just annoyed the well respected Pharisees by healing a sick man who was lying near the pool called Bethesda located next to the Sheep Gate. Maybe the healing itself could have gotten a pass, but it was the Sabbath, and, adding even more offence to healing on that day, Jesus told the man … More Believing Like Jesus
Years ago, we attended Aldersgate United Methodist Church in College Station Texas. One Sunday, our pastor brought a mannequin to church and sat him on a pew, just to see if anyone would notice. Most of us didn’t. Then he preached a sermon on living together as a community. Pastor Terry Teykel knew how to … More Gospel Consumers
One morning, long ago, I was reading Jesus’ story as recounted by John. It was near the end where, after the resurrection, Jesus tells Mary Magdalene to go tell the others, “I go to my Father and your Father, my God and your God.” My first thought was how strange that must have sounded to … More Lunch With Jesus
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