Be The Change

Here we are, Passion Week before us. The crowd who cried out “Hosanna” had hoped for a mighty king to save them and put down the oppressive Roman government so that they could live in peace and freedom. They didn’t understand that the One who came on a lowly borrowed donkey would bring ultimate wholeness…

Duct-Taped Compassion

(THE FINAL EIGHT RHYMES) It’s hard to believe that my dad has been gone almost twenty years. Our family took a trip back east in August 2003 to visit him in the hospital, and then I returned again once or twice to see him in the ICU after radical surgery which left him unable to…

From Broken Mess to Brokenness

(EIGHT MORE RHYMES) The other day, I tried to write the word “brokenness”, and my computer auto-corrected to “broken mess”. I thought, what an appropriate title for a blog. We often find ourselves in the middle of a mess, and we are all broken people. Two realities that coexist in life. I don’t know about…