Life is tough. And it only gets tougher. I’m discovering as I get older, and I know you are too, that “life is good, no worries” is at best a temporary arrangement. “Life’s a witch” is usually waiting just around the corner. The tough things in life are one heartbeat, one doctor’s report, one emergency phone call, one company meeting away.
I have a file labeled: When Science Catches Up with Scripture. All kinds of stories find their way into that file; from law, medicine, the natural sciences, child rearing, business, archeology, and psychology. To qualify, the story must record observations or research on a topic—that’s the science part—that...
Nov7WedTeach us to number our days November 7, 2018
“My arm won’t quit hurting and I can’t figure it out. It hasn’t slowed me down yet, but I’m in constant discomfort.”
“The weather has cleared, and I need to be out working but my back is a wreck. I can hardly move. I’m on my way to the doctor now.”
“My wife used to walk five miles with...
Oct31WedOctober 31, 2018
The tiny taxi’s wheels crunched gravel and sand as we dodged yet another car-sized hole in the washed-out road through the Himalayan foothills. Rounding a bend our host said something in Nepalese to the driver and he whipped the little car sideways, backed up into a gravel patch and stopped. We were on this road to view Mount Everest, but...
Think for a moment about your Bible. Perhaps you have a favorite, but most American Christians have multiple versions. I’ve had an NIV Study Bible on my desk for over twenty years, an essential resource for my work. I carry a personal Bible in my briefcase, well-marked from years of prayer and preaching. And I have multiple versions...
The recent weather reminded me of something I wrote many years ago, when our girls were little, and a blizzard stopped the world for a while. I hope it encourages you as we anticipate more snow Saturday night.
Monday morning January 24, 2000, dawned bright and clear, but school was still out. The cold and light snow we had experienced the...
Why me, Lord? Why was I born between the wars, after Korea, just before Nam? Why did I come of age after it ended, before I could be drafted? I think often of those men and those wars, as well as the men and women of the generation behind me, who’ve been fighting since 9-11, and though I honor them I am also thankful that I did not have to endure combat. Why me?
25 years ago, I asked a friend in the Christian radio business if he knew of anything like National Public Radio’s Morning Edition, but from a biblical worldview.
“No,” he said, “But there is this guy named Rush Limbaugh who is singlehandedly rescuing AM radio from oblivion with his talk show. If you can get past his...
Oct22SunOctober 22, 2017
The discussion had been disturbing. The young woman I was counseling was in deep-dish trouble. Her relationships were dysfunctional, she was up to her armpits in debt, and most of her decisions were based on a daily reading of her horoscope.
But the most disturbing thing was that she had grown up attending church. She was supposed to know how to...
It has happened too many times to be a coincidence. My wife and I will meet someone new and comment to one another later, “I think she’s a believer. I just sense that she is.” Sure enough, as we come to know the person better our intuitions are confirmed.
I call it the light in the eyes. It’s the reason we tell people...