Their plane had been canceled and the young boy was crying his frustrations. The mom was overheard saying, “But George, this is what is called an adventure.” She was creating an explorer’s heart in her son. When we set out to explore, unfortunate events can happen, but what is our attitude? A person who refuses... Continue Reading →
The Radiant Beauty of the Light on the Ocean
We arrived in Portugal in the early afternoon on Sunday. I was so apprehensive about coming for two months, leaving my home and family, especially our children and grandchildren. I kept thinking about what if there is a problem and we are so far from home? This trip is really a compromise between Douglas and... Continue Reading →
The Toxicity of Travel Tiredness
Traveling is a great adventure, but like all adventures, the stress levels increase. Some people forget that not only do bad things increase stress, but so do good things. If enough good things occur, then some small bad thing, that you normally sail right through, can leave you foundering. Enough stress can go beyond the... Continue Reading →
Ignoring Screaming Warnings
Why do we ignore warnings? Someone I know loves to ride bicycles. He met a lady who loved riding them so much that she had ridden around the world. She was a widow whose husband and his parents had died tragically. Soon, despite never meeting anyone who had known her a long time, He married... Continue Reading →
The Growth and Hope that Comes after Being Betrayed
For weeks, the
A Frantic Attempt to Stay Upright
Life can become frightening in the blink of an eye! One evening after work, I went to the store to buy some things for the children's breakfast, namely milk and orange juice. At that time, I did not know how to drive, so I had to take the bus everywhere. I had never had a... Continue Reading →
Self Inflicted Frantic
My parents had a strange way of raising us kids. Where most parents keep kids under tight leashes, mine gave us unusual freedoms. When the adults were chanting the mantra, “keep it clean”, mine chanted, “pick it up off the floor and eat it to build your street immunities.” At an age when most caregivers... Continue Reading →
A Quartet of Lovable Imps
They were such beautiful children, and I loved to be in their presence. But, usually I entertained them, and then I went home, leaving them to my sister to calm down and get them to bed. I felt no guilt, for I was their aunt, and it was my job to be the good guy... Continue Reading →
A Faith that Cannot be Considered Micro
One of the first sermons I ever heard was titled, "How Big is Your God?" I must have been in my early teens then, and I thought the question was strange, because it seemed to suggest that there were different gods and that they varied in sizes and, I guessed, in the power to help... Continue Reading →
Disorganized Procrastinator: Truly Inefficient!
After years of working in corporate America and academia, you would think that I would have overcome my inefficient ways, but, alas, no! I am a disorganized procrastinator, meaning that not only do I wait until the last minute to do anything, but because nothing in my life is organized, I waste or fail to... Continue Reading →
