I Don’t Belong Here

Tori and I are in Honduras!

I’m fascinated.

And I’m petrified.

My work is very much centered around communication. I’m a speaker. I’m a writer. I’m a vessel of information to the people I serve – sometimes sharing insights they may not have had, more often reminding them of truths they already know. My work is, at it’s core, to speak to God on behalf of men and then (and only then) speak to men on behalf of God.

Last evening I was locked up at the suggestion of going to buy a bottle of water and a can of Pringles. I am utterly comfortable communicating with just about anyone in English. I feel isolated and very dependent upon my son and daughter-in-law and my wife (who has MUCHO MAS Spanish skills than I) to even make a simple purchase.

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When “Thanks” Won’t Cut It

I want to say “Thank you.”

I want to, but I want it to be bigger – huge, enormous, monumental – but it’s still those same little words. “Thank you.”

I have been on the receiving end of some of the most generous and even exorbitant kindnesses over the years from folks who saw that I had a need – even sometimes that I didn’t see – and were moved to give. How do you express gratitude for something that seems so far beyond anything you could ever do for someone else?

It’s good to send a thank-you card. I try to do that.

It’s good to try to express it in words. I try to do that.

But, all in all, it’s best, I think, to just BE GRATEFUL. To live with a grateful spirit and speak from a grateful attitude. Say “thank you” and MEAN IT!

As so many of us learned alongside Junior Asparagus years ago, a thankful heart is a happy heart.

But it’s also contagious.
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Quiet Please

You don’t have to agree with me. That’s not a condition of our friendship.

I find myself at a curious place in my life where I have more friends of different perspectives than ever before. There are a number of reasons for that, I suppose.

The older I get and the more I grow in my understanding of biblical truths, the more firmly I hold what I believe to be true. However, I also find fewer things in that category of absolutes than I ever have. I have a much broader range of things than ever before about which I have to say “I think…but I don’t KNOW.”

Regardless of the issues, I find that people on all sides of the political or social or philosophical or theological conversations in our world seem to be awfully quick to shout their convictions and woefully slow to listen to those unlike theirs. I’ve spent some time thinking about what the real problem is with them – with me – with US.

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