At the end of Sunday’s sermon, the one about Jesus cleansing a leper, I referred to my tenth grade yearbook picture. Several people have asked to see it, and although it pains me to post it (I’ve saved it under the file name “Yikes!”) here it is, along with the last few paragraphs of the [...]
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Full Disclosure
Posted in Personal Stories, Sermons, tagged awkward, cleansing, God, healing, helping, Jesus, Jimmy, Kingdom, leper, outcast, Sherman High School, sick, Somerville, stranger, ugly duckling, unclean, welcome on February 14, 2012 | 9 Comments »
Making Time for Heart, Mind, Soul, and Strength
Posted in Church, Personal Stories, tagged busy, crazy, heart, life, mind, out-of-control, retreat, schedule, soul, strength, stressed, Time, time management on January 3, 2012 | 1 Comment »
From my January 1 sermon: May I tell you about something that has been helpful to me? Once every three months or so I try to go on a 24-hour spiritual retreat. I just get away by myself somewhere. In the spring and fall I often go to a state park and camp. In the [...]
The Girl from Kissimmee
Posted in Personal Stories, tagged Advent, car, Charleston, date, first date, Florida, girl, kiss, Kissimmee, real date, silk purse, sow's ear, wash, wax, West Virginia on December 9, 2011 | 2 Comments »
I can still remember my first real date. It was with this girl I met at summer camp. She had been visiting a cousin in Charleston,West Virginia, but she was from a place called Kissimmee, Florida. The first time she said it it sounded like an invitation. “Where are you from?” I asked, and she [...]
Wake-Up Call
Posted in Community, Family, Personal Stories, tagged alarm clock, america's favorite marches, block, brass, Dad, fire, fireman's pole, first day of school, Mom, parents, pole, waking up on September 6, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
It’s 6:30 a.m. on the Tuesday after Labor Day, and all across the Greater Richmond Metropolitan Area mothers and fathers will be trying to get their children out of bed and get them off to school. In honor of those efforts, and those parents, I’d like to tell the stories of how my own parents [...]
How Trust Is Like Humpty Dumpty
Posted in Family, Personal Stories, tagged Bill, broken, foster brother, fragile, Humpy Dumpty, mother, shoes, son, trust, wet on June 16, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
It was my foster brother’s fault. We were walking to the bus stop one morning after a heavy rain. It was a long walk, and there were puddles everywhere, and somewhere along the way Bill stamped his foot down hard in a puddle and splashed my leg. And then I splashed him. And then he [...]
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