I was 8 years old, and it was one of the biggest days of my young life.
I remember when my mom had the ultrasound. They let my brother and I watch the monitor as they put the jelly on her belly. We were giddy with excitement at the tender ages of 8 and 7. Then came the shocker: “You do know it’s twins, right? Continue Reading →
Before the days of electronic travelling bliss such as dvd players and the Nintendo DS, we had old faithful—captain Etch-a-Sketch. What a machine-o-wonder this was. Come to think of it, Etchy has to be the grandfather of the iPad. You could make anything as long as you didn’t have to disconnect a line. Some kids drew self portraits or replicas of the Taj Mahal. I was never quite that artistic.
My friends’ creations always looked like this.
Mine looked like this.
My biggest achievement was filling the entire screen with black lines. Continue Reading →
Our International Leader leaned down and said “Are you ready?” I wasn’t, but I nodded anyway and followed him onto the stage. I was about to present before thousands of international pastors and leaders, both in the assembly hall and around the world via webcast. I was nervous.
But then, God reminded me of something… Continue Reading →
For a few years now we’ve been singing a familiar song in church services: “How Great is Our God.” Recently, I’ve begun to view this question in a completely new light. Continue Reading →
What is it about CHURCH?
I’ve been attending since I was negative 9 months old. (i.e., conception, wait, negative 7 months, I was early), but I sometimes wonder about its relevance to my Christian walk—at least in its present state. Continue Reading →
Someone once said “God offers the greatest opportunities at the most inconvenient moments.” That’s way too stinkin’ true. And sometimes God gives opportunities even when I ABSOLUTELY do not want them. Continue Reading →
My Dad did not like to hear cuss words. He would often give one warning to any given movie or show and after that, the plug was pulled. And when the remote was missing (or in the days before we had one), Dad had us get up, walk to the TV, and press the power button. This made it even more annoying. Continue Reading →
My dad… he was a stoic man… a quiet man… a reserved, introverted man… a man of few words…
Okay, I have to stop. I can’t take it. None of these describe my Dad in any way, shape, or form. Continue Reading →
Painful Peace. Is it an oxymoron? I don’t think so.
Philippians 4:7 mentions a peace from God that passes, or transcends, all understanding. That is, it’s a peace that doesn’t make sense.
We often look at peace and pain as polar opposites—two things that cannot exist together, like light and dark. But, is that right? Is it possible to have peace WITH pain? Continue Reading →
My kids know how to address only one parent: Mommy.
Mommy is always the first one called for anything and everything. Even when I’m the only one home, they still always yell, MOMMMMMYYYYYYY!” I should admit, I don’t ever correct them. (Dear Jesus, if you’ve ever answered a prayer, please answer this one: can you hide that last sentence from my wife when she reads this? Thank you in advance. Your bestest friend, Darren.)
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