If you have not read the letter that Senator John McCain released before his death, I encourage you to take two minutes and read it now. This is not a partisan letter, but the sentiments of a person who strived to make his country better and do it with honor. One of the lines that jumped […]
This week I am in Washington, D.C. to visit The Museum of the Bible. Next year St. Luke’s will take two trips to the MotB; one the first week in April and the second will be in May (let me know if you’re interested!) Each trip will be an immersive Bible Study with the family […]
Do you think that God hears your voice? I’ll be honest – the concept of the Creator of the universe listening to me – is sometimes too much for me to conceive. The reason I sometimes struggle with the idea is that I can feel that my voice seems too small to reach God in the midst of all that goes on in the world.
On this particular Wednesday, I am in the Holy Land. It has been a great trip with a group of wonderful people! Yesterday was a particular blessing for me. I had a chance to relive a special moment. Two years ago I was part of another trip to the Holy Land and we stopped to have lunch in Jericho, part of the Palestinian Authority. The restaurant was owned and run by a Muslim family and they were good friends of our guide who was Jewish. Not only was I moved by the hospitality that was shown to me and my family, I was moved by the friendship that existed between my guide and the family. I had a picture taken with the two men and I thought how funny for the three of us to be together – a Palestian Muslim, an Israeli Jew, and an American Christian.
In two weeks St. Luke’s will be leaving on a trip to the Holy Land. I am working on all the last minute things I have to get done before I leave. I am making up a half dozen to-do lists of personal tasks, things I still need to pick up from the store, people I need to call, things to do for church, and so on. But in all the things I have to prepare, I realized that I had neglected to put myself on any of the lists.
I am no longer my own, but thine. Put me to what thou wilt, rank me with whom thou wilt. Put me to doing, put me to suffering. Let me be employed by thee or laid aside by thee. Exalted for thee or brought low for thee. Let me be full, let me be empty. […]
Yesterday was the 23rd anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing. On April 19, 1995, Timothy McVeigh and Terry Nichols carried out a plan to bomb the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building killing 168 people and injuring hundreds of others. It is still the worst act of domestic terrorism our country has ever seen.
In honor of teachers (and in hopes that this post will make its way to Mr. Goodner) please share this status and add the name of a teacher who changed YOUR life!
Teachers have changed my life – over and over again!
Fifty years ago today, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated in Memphis, Tennessee.
On the previous evening he said the following in what would be his final speech:
Have you ever wondered why today is called “Good Friday”? After all, this is the day we remember the crucifixion and death of Jesus. It seems like a weird thing to call this day “good”. The reality is that, as Christians, we can call this Good Friday because we live on this side of Easter. We know that crucifixion and death is not the end of the story. As terrible as that first Friday was, death did not get the final word.