A Friend at Midnight
The kids were down for the night and my wife was sewing when I wandered into the craft room. “I don’t know what to make of this,” she told me, “but for the past hour Paulette’s been heavy on my … Continued
Traveling Light
I glanced back toward the door. “Is the rest inside?” “This is it. I like to travel light.” That was it? Everything they owned‑‑in two suitcases and a box? “Okay,” I said. I drove them home‑‑Patricia, her deep brown … Continued
The Fruit-Killer
When my associate pastor asked me to teach a class, I gladly agreed. A few weeks later, he sheepishly informed me that the senior pastor had vetoed the topic. I wouldn’t be teaching. A while later he asked if I … Continued
Why I Quit Trying to Bear Fruit
One summer during college, I read these words with fresh eyes, and they began to turn my world upside down: “I am the true vine, and my Father is the vinegrower…. Abide in me as I abide in you. … Continued