Lessons From Beyond The Door

In my church, we have been studying about what a Christian home should be in our Sunday school classes and how that core unit effects not only our home, but our children’s future relationships and their homes as well as the effects on our churches and society.


I have meditated on these lessons as one without children, but one who loves children and understands the need of a solid foundation for our precious children.

I believe these principals  are very important for all of us now.  Continue reading


With Some Fear

I  have been off any form of chemo for over a year and I have a CT scan about every five months to make sure nothing resurfaces.  One small tumor resurfaced but did not change size, but then it went from 6 mm to 8 mm.  At that point, my doctor said if it continued to grow, he would ask Radiation to blast it with precision bombing.


The last CT scan showed it had indeed grown from 8 mm to 12 mm (less than 1/2″).  He told me they could take care of it with three to five session.  Continue reading

Surprised or Awed?


I don’t know which word describes how I feel.  Maybe it’s both.  When you pray for something and God answers that prayer with what you asked for, do you ever feel surprised?  Or are you in awe that He did it?

A week ago, we began another cycle of GriefShare  (www.griefshare.org) sessions at my church.  Interested people may pre-register online on our church website.  As of the eve of the first session, no one had pre-registered for the class.  That’s not too surprising because our society does not like to sign-up for things anymore.   I understand that, but it does make it difficult in knowing how to prepare materials, drinks, etc. for the class.

In the first session, I knew my facilitator would be absent due to a work conflict.  So, I went to the church wondering if I would be the only one there.  I was surprised when two young ladies walked in to join the class.  As I talked with them, it was apparent they were both hurting deeply and I was glad that my church has this ministry to help the hurting.

Last night was our second session.  I knew my facilitator would be joining me and a lady from the church said she would be there.  When they arrived, I was pleased to have them.  And then the two young ladies came and right behind them were two more people that was a complete surprise to me.  The last two drove about 25 miles one way to be there.

I was asked what was the minimum amount of folks required to have a class.  My answer was one, but even if no one signed up, we would be there each week to pray and to study and to be available if someone should walk in.

Is it a matter of faith or lack of faith?  Is it a matter of being available to be used by God?  Or is it an excitement to seeing Him in action?

“Jesus said to him, “If you can believe all things are possible to him who believes.”  Immediately the father of the child cried out and said with tears, “Lord, I believe; help my unbelief!”  Mark 9:23-24 NKJV


Where Have I Been?

Just a quick word to give some explanation for being absent from this blog.

On December 27th, I had surgery on both of my knees to repair torn meniscus and to remove as much arthritis as possible.   The recovery has restricted my ability to  get upstairs to my study, which  is where my laptop is located.  Therefore, I haven’t been able to do what I truly like to do, which is to write.

I am getting stronger and my mind has a couple of things that I have been wanting to write.  I’m hoping to be able to do that soon.  Until then…

A New Taste

Yesterday, I had a most wonderful present! I was privileged to get to be with small children on Christmas day.

To you that may be normal or insignificant, but to me it was special.  It was a first for me.  It was something that always seemed to be missing in my life.

Oh the joy it gave me to watch and interact with these precious little ones as they showed me their Christmas gifts.  A shark boat, a magic set, special color art pencils, and an adorable Minnie Mouse dress.  They would say, “Hey, Steve, look at my…. Or Watch this!”   The shy Minnie Mouse would look at me from the top of the stairs with her little face between the banisters, with her blond hair and blue eyes only to say, “BOO!”  Baby brother was ready for a nap and preferred to be in his Grammie’s arms.

Why was this so special to me?  Because it gave me a taste of what it must be like to be a Grandfather.  Something that I never thought would happen and may never happen again.  But yesterday, I got the taste, the sweet taste of the joy of being with children on Christmas.  What a blessing!!

Without A Thought

I was studying my Sunday school lesson, this evening.  The subject was about being diligent in our stewardship of what God has allowed us to have.  The subject covered more than just money.

The title of the second point was “Carelessness Leads To Disaster!” (by Greg Keenen).  The scripture reference was from Proverbs 10:4-5 (by King Soloman). Continue reading

In Need of Grace

I have been concerned about a spirit of intolerance in our country.  I’m aware of the political differences and the impatience of even listening to a thought that may be different than your own.  I’m aware there is a movement to restrict our free speech by attaching labels (racist, misogynist, xenophobic, etc.)  to someone in order to try to silence a discussion. Continue reading

Leaning Into The Wave


I’m at an awkward place in my life.

There are two dates coming up shortly, that represents painful memories for me.  The first date is this coming Sunday.  My church is having its annual Thanksgiving dinner after the evening service.  Two years ago, Terrie wasn’t feeling well and didn’t make it for the service or to the dinner.  I went alone and felt alone.  Seeing family and friends sitting together, laughing, and having a good time was difficult for me.  Continue reading

Do I Have His Heart?

I’ve been pondering a question that was asked by Dr. Paul David Tripp in his video series entitled “JONAH: You Can’t Outrun Grace”.  His question was “Do you share God’s heart?”


I’m sure I’ve heard the question, in one form or another in my nearly forty years of being a Christian, but in the context it was presented, which was Jonah running from God and God not giving up on him, the question seemed to germinate in me and forced me to examine how I look upon and react to others. Continue reading

But For A Good Lid

Saturday was a beautiful start to November.   A bright sunny day with the temperatures in the mid-70’s and a light breeze from the North.

I had the usual Saturday duties to perform: laundry, haircut, drug store, lunch, studying and then grocery shopping.


I thought I wanted a Burger King Whopper with cheese and a chocolate shake for lunch.  That could have carried me past supper time and even to breakfast.  Continue reading