Enjoy Portland, Share Jesus

Rebecca, a good friend, and I took the MAX from Beaverton to Pioneer Square in downtown Portland. We were to join the ranks of those who were volunteering two days before the “Compassion to Action” weekend of worship and speakers to flood Portland with the love of Jesus.  We arrived at the tent in the…

Touch a Rock

I’d been using stories less than a year, back in 2012, and flew to Fresno to participate in a workshop there. I floundered. I found myself not recalling the simplest and plainest details in stories. The issue, however, was not so much the actual facts I’d lost but the feelings of shame that engulfed my…

Jersey – The Tunnels and The Bays

My friend “Pops,” David Luce, and I visited his home turf in June 2018, and on Thursday of our week there, we visited what is called the “Underground Hospital” also called the War Tunnels. The island of Jersey, one of the Channel Islands, occupied by the Germans during WWII is a museum of the Nazi…

Silence…

For four Sundays I have been sharing out of my experience walking the Camino de Santiago de la Compostela.  That is the journey which birthed this blog. I have already written about the days of that journey here, extensively, both in posting day-by-day reflections on the journey and in the ongoing posts birthed by that…

Don’t Commit Stupid

I sat in the middle seat near the front of the plane on a flight from Portland to Ontario in February.  The man next to the window, dressed in a dark suit, with a purple shirt and blue and purple tie had his eyes closed and hands folded in his lap.  He was not asleep,…

I don’t like that story…

Whatever I had just said, Grace (30) responded, “I don’t like that story you are telling yourself.”  I loved that response.  What a unique way to say, “that ain’t the truth you saying.”  And it wasn’t. I suppose if there is one area of my life where I need to continue to do the most…

Discouragement and Hope

In the middle of a prayer time, January 23rd, the Lord spoke: “Son, I am FOR you.  I love you.  Sometimes you give in to the doubt of Moses (see Exodus 4) — that you are not good enough, strong enough, not eloquent enough.  All about not measuring up. Yet you measure up to my…

I sent her to you…

In storytelling, most important is for me to find my own connection to the story. For then, I will convey a different sense of ownership when sharing it. So, I had worked and worked in preparation for a funeral I was to lead with Psalm 23. Perhaps you know it: “The Lord is my Shepherd….

Dear Dad,

Dear Dad, Yesterday your great grandson was born and he shares your name – Burton! When I read that Susanna and Collin had named him Gregory Burton, it struck me that, if you were still around, you’d be 96 this year, and you would have loved meeting him. When I heard his name,  I began…

Jesus and $2.75

This came from a friend, Rebecca, who with her husband Brian was at Fred Meyer’s, a local department store recently.  She shared this on Facebook and after reading it, I asked her if I could share it on this blog. She is a woman with a deep love for Jesus and a simple desire: to…