A Place of Refuge
…I silently slid into the back pew with Hudson and hoped today he would be calm during the worship service. I quietly whispered a prayer that he would not run off like a wild goose or blurt out, “Don’t touch me!”
But like so many Sundays, his composure quickly unraveled. As he flopped onto the floor and rolled over, my heart sank. Yet again, it would be a struggle for us…
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Mayfair on Mission
Our Commander was and is always on mission. God is a sending, missional God. God the Father sent His Son, and the Father and the Son sent the Spirit to empower God’s people to be sent out on mission to the ends of the earth to the praise of His grace.
God’s mission isn’t only a New Testament imperative; it has been God’s goal all along. . . .
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Our Journey with Autism
Hudson gave skipping a scout’s try but quickly resorted to a wobbly side-gallop. As Michael and I watched our nine-year-old son struggle to perform a basic motor skill, the evidence began to sink in yet again. Hudson is unique. He isn’t like other average nine year olds. In some ways he surpasses the norm, but in other ways he clearly carves his own difficult trail. . . .
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What is Maundy Thursday?
What is Maundy Thursday?
Last week, I drove by a church sign that outlined a schedule for Maundy Thursday. Now, I’ve heard excerpts and comments about Maundy Thursday over the years. But as one raised in a non-denominational evangelical church, this particular calendar event usually skipped right by us without so much as a passing nod.
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Shun the Violence
My wife and I are in deep sadness over the death of 17 students and teachers in Parkland, Florida at Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School.
We’re also grieved by the fact that the gunman, Nikolas Cruz, had a long history of mental illness and had been diagnosed with autism. Reports show he regularly faced rejection from classmates and neighbors.
Every part of this story is incredibly sad and heart-wrenching.
But while many will weigh-in to talk about political, legal, and psychological factors, I want to go back to a foundational issue, which is actually theological.
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Shifting Seasons
Yesterday afternoon, Hudson squinted up into the sky and proclaimed to our little daughter, “Hey Everlynn! Winter is over! It’s warm and I can see the sun!”
“Not quite,” I remarked, much to Hudson’s chagrin. But winter is definitely receding. Within several weeks we may see crocuses begin to emerge from the frosty ground with their cheerful blossoms. A warm breeze will melt away the icy wind. Cool April showers will bring forth life hidden dormant within. . . .
