Listen

Listen

Listen. To the songs, the birds, the vehicles, the music, the conversations, the machines, listen. To the food ordered at meal time, the umpire calling balls and strikes, the fans cheering, the planes flying, listen. To the piano, the guitar, the harmonica, the drums,...
My Own Underwater by Paul W. Smith

My Own Underwater by Paul W. Smith

I’ve known Chris as a writer for probably twenty-five years or more; however, the first time I met him face-to-face was five weeks after he was diagnosed with viral encephalitis. Although most of the people who knew him discovered that he had become a new Chris, I...
I Also Think of You

I Also Think of You

When rough waters and fierce storms interrupt our lives, our schedules will never be the same. The ruthless waves invaded our ordinary life novel. So I think of the one in twenty-six people in the United States who have epilepsy at some time in their lives. I think of...
A Note to Pastors

A Note to Pastors

Dear pastors, let’s set up an appointment with our Eye Doctor. As He looks at us, let’s receive His assessment of how we truly look at Him. Do not only investigate the success or failure, the momentum or monotony, the victories or defeats of our group goals. Let’s...
Notice

Notice

We are busy. Very busy.  We are in a hurry. Always.  As we rush we miss so much. A face, a voice, a life, a story. An opportunity, an event. A need. A song, a sentence, a note, a need. The multiple methods of immediately obtaining information keeps us aware of...
A Sign to Stay

A Sign to Stay

I recently smiled as I walked into a conference room the night before speaking there at a convention. That is best for me—knowing the environment early, rehearsing my way to the rooms, practicing the travel time, adjusting to the atmosphere. Standing near the stage, I...
Looking at Jesus

Looking at Jesus

A short guy climbing a tree to see over the heads of a crowd intrigues us. Discouragement over his stature and the size of a crowd could have derailed the pursuit of his dream. Zacchaeus did not let that stop him; his determination overruled his dilemma. He...
What If

What If

What if we really loved one another?What if we hoped for good in other people? What if we chose to forgive those who have hurt us? What if we respected those we disagree with? What if we listened well? What if we asked questions and listened to the answers? What if...
The Dad Was Waiting With a Smile

The Dad Was Waiting With a Smile

Through comments sent by friends when I asked about both their favorite stories of Jesus and their questions, I learned many of us have much in common. We ask similar questions. We battle similar wars. We carry similar wounds. We select similar favorites in the...