Christianese and Other Languages

“Tricycle me, Pop! Tricycle me!” three-year old Elizabeth hollered while sitting on her red trike in the driveway. E’s little legs didn’t have the strength to push the pedals.  But Pop had plenty of strength, guiding her with the gentle push she needed to keep her rolling. Bill (Pop) mentioned later, “Children amaze me how…

When Bad and Ugly Turn Good, No, Brilliant!

“She’s allergic to what?” I stared down at my two-year-old daughter. The swelling red bumps in corn rows spotted down her tiny back. “So what can she eat?” Dr. Gordon was a staunch and strict allergist, who in her mid-seventies presided with totalitarian rule. However, she was the best, and I needed the best for…

You Won’t be Disappointed

I attended a pop concert this week and realized firsthand the great influence an eighteen-year-old boy has over hundreds of thousands (possibly even millions) of young girls and teenagers. Once back home, my husband Bill and I learned about Ken Neller’s death, a friend, minister and Bible professor. As with the rest of our community,…

Choose to Learn a New Song

Ever step outside and listen to a songbird sing? Did it remind you there is beauty in your world? Did you know that within that tiny birdbrain new songs are created each year? Or were you like me and just assumed they sang the same ones over and over, hardwired according to their species? They…