Where’s Your Baby Camel?

When our two-year old granddaughter Nola came to visit this week, she took her customary walk around our living room. She greeted the portrait of Aslan, the elk statues on each bookcase, and the collection of elephant figurines from her great-grandmother. Then she...

The World is Watching

Jesus rode into Jerusalem on the back of a donkey on the tenth of Nissan. The Christian calendar marks that day as Palm Sunday, because the crowds waved palm branches to hail Him as King. (A few days later, some in that crowd called for His crucifixion.) In ancient...

The Way we Are

Most of the articles I’ve published through the years fall into the category of Personal Experience. Sometimes, I worry this category is a cop-out. Too easy. No research needed. No interviews to conduct. No fictional plot to arc. (Trust me, you can’t make...

The Method and the Message

Today, I heard this blurb for a church Easter program: Lights, music, special effects, and more than forty cast members demonstrate the message of Jesus Christ. And I thought, “Huh, Jesus only used mud.” I am NOT against pageantry. I love a great stage...