“Dora moved a bit sharpish for ‘im there – another 5 seconds and he’d had ’is choppers in that ham.” James Herriot – All Creatures Great and Small I am not one for what I consider the more ostentatious displays of fine culture. Tuxedos, valets, swankiness and opulence do not bring out my best. A … Continue reading Just One

  If uniformity, brotherhood accountability and written guidelines are essential indicators of a godly church, why do we stop with attire? If this way of applying biblical principle is good for shoes and dresses, why not for money?  Uniformity in dress expresses oneness, we teach. And that accountability is a necessary expression of openness and … Continue reading Income Caps Anyone?

You’re married. You love your wife, she loves you. But do you have her heart? Having her heart, in this particular way, is a deep, trans-conscious shift of trust, affection, and loyalty. It is the involuntary surrender of a woman’s being. This surrender, this shift, moves inside her, beyond both her reach and yours. You … Continue reading A Woman’s heart

My brother Joel and his wife Bethany, in addition to their two children, nine-year-old Dustyn and six-year-old Kate, fostered three-year-old Jayden. Jayden is a plucky child, fearless and brave, a child born into a life of domestic chaos and instability. If there is a door to open, Jayden will open it. If there is a … Continue reading The Elevator

In 1877 the prairie to the north of our home was a rolling plateau of bunch grass. The stage road from Lewiston, where the steamers came up the Columbia from the coast, to Mt. Idaho, where the Milner trail wound through the mountains to the goldmines of Florence, would have been a dusty track winding … Continue reading The Nortons and the Chamberlains

“O Amelia Bedelia, your first day of work and I can’t be here. But I made a list for you. You do just what the list says.” Miss Rodgers to Amelia Bedelia Stop saying you take the words of Jesus literally because you don’t. We hear this here and there. “We take what Jesus says literally, we … Continue reading Red Letter Amelia

This story begins outside the shower houses of Grand Canyon National Park. We were newly married, newly showered, and late. The shuttle was scheduled to leave for Flagstaff in thirty minutes and we had a twenty minute walk to get to the stop. Amy was a tender twenty, taught well in the ways of Christian … Continue reading Tickets Please

We are told Christians don’t think of themselves. It is others, not themselves, they think of. To think on ourselves, we are taught, is selfish, and the less we focus inward the more we think only of others.  It is true, selfish people are self-consumed, but is really because we think of ourselves too much? … Continue reading Self Skills

Our neighbor Crazy George was along the road with his thumb up. I pulled over and ran the far window down. “Where you going?” I asked him. His large head and beard filled my window. “Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh” he stuttered and strained to say he needed a ride to town. He carried a Stanley thermos and a … Continue reading John’s Dead

I am in a temple of trees, an arboreal sanctum of primeval heft and gloom. The trees knit the earth below, they comb the air. I taste their tangy scent - giant spruce, some fir, butter yellow larch. This is late stage timber, an aged forest blanketing the upper drainage of this Idaho creek. I … Continue reading Holy Hunt