Monthly Archives: November 2018

I can’t imagine the courage that it takes someone to sign the paperwork to join our armed services. I can’t imagine the perseverance it takes to survive boot camp with its rigors and demands. I can’t imagine living away from … Continue reading →

My mother is often on my mind during the month of October. She would have turned 95 in October of this year. I know that one of her life goals had been to live to be at least 90. She … Continue reading →

I was worshiping with a Lutheran church on a festival day. The pastor finished the preface: “Therefore with angels and archangels and with all the company of heaven we laud and magnify thy glorious name ever more praising thee and … Continue reading →

Matthew 17:20-21 quotes Jesus as saying, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for … Continue reading →

The “Monday morning quarterback” syndrome is often on my mind when I write my weekly blog. As a pastor, I go back over the worship service and my message, or sermon. Could I have done better? Well, DUH! Of course. … Continue reading →

Thinking about autumn brings to mind woodlands splashed with reds, oranges and golden yellows. Oops, this is Florida! No rich-hued landscapes, but the season has changed. We’ve welcomed the cool refreshing breezes that come with the rising of the sun, … Continue reading →

We always see pictures depicting Jesus as a shepherd and verses to coincide about “feeding the flock,” “the shepherd leaving the flock to search for the lost one.”   He himself is given the title of “the Lamb of God.”  … Continue reading →

Originally posted on September 30, 2017 We abandoned I-75 when it became a “parking lot.” No sense in following the GPS instructions when our destination was just a day trip exploration that would lead us to lunch. We zigged and … Continue reading →

Edith was 97 years old when she died on September 23rd. I knew her primarily at the communion rail, where when I would present her with the Blood of Christ, she would look me straight in the eye, give me … Continue reading →

I have been a fan of All Saints’ Day since my youth. Maybe it was because of the stupendous hymn we sang every year “For All the Saints.” The Festival of All Saints was preserved by many Lutheran church orders … Continue reading →