A year ago I read Celeste Headlee’s great book We Need To Talk: How to Have Conversations that Matter. In it, she tells of an experiment that has stuck with me. A group of people were taken into a room and told a piece of news the leaders had literally made up themselves. It was…
Month: December 2020
Hello, My Name is Phillip: Chapter Eight
Phillip finds himself in the home of Maggie and Henry, the sweetest, down-to-earth folk imaginable. His time with them births many discoveries, one of his gift for music. And another was the opportunity for he and his mom to work together to get back into the house. Through hardship, hope is birthed.
What Anger Hid…
Thanksgiving Day brought more than thanks into my own life — it brought the opportunity to feel some emotions I did not know were there. Sometimes, we hide emotions behind a presenting one. For me, the presenting emotion had been anger. But behind it was a well of deep sadness. In the middle of orchestrated events, the wound got lanced. Feel all the feelings.
Marching Orders
Recovery from any violation takes time but we often don’t want to take the time it takes. I know for me, I’ve wanted to rush it, deny it, bypass it. But it takes time. I remember when I first recalled the abuse and tell of a recent experience of encountering Jesus
Hello, My Name is Phillip: Chapter Seven
Phillip ran. He ran, tripped and fell, and then blindly ran more into the park, with his dog Skye. Terrified, surrounded by wind and storm, he ended up in a root cave tree and there encountered Jesus. Read this next installment of Phillip’s experience with Jesus and the servants Jesus sends to rescue him.
Hello, My Name is Phillip: Chapter Six
Phillip is 5 and on the spectrum and in a trouble home environment when the worst night so far in his life happens. As a result he is on the run with Skye his dog and ends up hiding in a root cave tree. There he experiences Someone he had heard before but not met. Someone whose name is the brightest color of all.
REFUSE FEAR
Fear is the true virus of this era. It manipulates and controls. It is currently doing this in the world. It does it to our own lives. However, we can choose to refuse fear. We can decide against it. This post looks at this possibility and how we refuse fear.
A Life of Stories
It was the last day when we were allowed to see people face to face. March 14th. Before “the world closed” as a friend says. A dear friend, Leola, 97, and I had planned to meet at her place. It had been over a decade. Twenty-six years ago I arrived as her new pastor with…
Hello, My Name is Phillip: Chapter Five
I entered the house as if freed from bondage. Skye and I made it upstairs and into my room and I stopped. I didn’t know what to do. I hadn’t known. No one had said anything. My furniture and floor were covered with plastic sheets. The rug was out of there. The walls were painted…
Move Forward in Small Steps
We had two of our fuchsia winter over in their hanging pots just sitting on the ground along the back fence. Then this spring new shoots appeared so I hung them in the usual spots and began watering them. They didn’t look as bushy nor as beautiful at first as the ones brought home from…
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