Broken and Shattered

It was a day of bees in the clover and bolls on the cotton. While heat radiated from the asphalt, the constant drip of the outdoor facet kept the fresh mint alive into the autumn. Windmill blades creaked overhead, and two orphaned goats kicked in the stall. It was an Indian summer in West Texas, and I was determined to delight …

My Sister Kay

“Have this attitude… which was also in Christ Jesus, who… emptied Himself, taking the form of a bond-servant” (Philippians 2:5,7).     Very few people bother to truly live this command. Sure, it’s memorized, rationalized, and compartmentalized, but it is hardly ever actualized. As I think about it, there is one person I know who has been emptying herself for …

Nushin’

  Even by age five, he was tall, good-looking, and could easily pass for a grade-school boy. While in Texas with his cousins, he was a boisterous risk-taker, constantly conniving new antics on tree limbs and livestock. But, during the move to California he turned introspective. Guess starting over without your daddy can do that to you. His mama’s friends …

Fly in the Appointment

“Good grief! When it rains, it pours.” It was my sister’s seventy-third birthday and she was celebrating with out-patient surgery. Four weeks prior, Kay had toppled off her front porch with a simple misstep. Although Kay had visited her local clinic, the first X-ray showed no sign of break. When the “bad sprain” seemed to get no better, a persistent …

When Prayer Turns Desperate (Part I)

Even at nine years of age, I knew better than to call the church during the worship. So when the telephone rang at our tiny country service, my eyes turned with the other 40 members to watch our secretary slip into the office.    Within moments, she motioned for my mom. The news was not good: my brother-in-law’s plane had …