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A cairn is a man-made pile (or stack) of stones raised for a purpose, usually as a trail marker or as a burial mound. The word cairn comes from the Scottish Gaelic: càrn Here I raise my Ebenezer;Hither by Thy … Continue reading →

One of the reasons I love Lectio Divina is the oral nature of the Scripture. The Bible was meant to be heard, and I love the way the Word feels on my tongue. (Revelation 10:9) But handwriting the Scriptures will … Continue reading →

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the King’s horses and all the King’s men Could not put Humpty Dumpty together again. That’s kind of our own situation in this messed up world where … Continue reading →

Even mountains need to rest from their work of shouldering the sky, of bearing cumulous buckets on the slanting yoke of treeline where snow and ice teetered all winter.   So on this cloudless summer morning, you crack your ridged … Continue reading →

I dedicated him to God when he was a chubby little bundle of joy. I helped him pray to invite Jesus into his little heart when he was waist high to me. I stood in the waters of the baptistry … Continue reading →

Then God said, “Take now your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah…” Genesis 22:2 The Pulitzer Prize-winning novel by Cormac McCarthy The Road describes the journey south taken by a young boy and his father … Continue reading →

Therefore I say to you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.”   Luke 7:47 (NKJV) Several years ago, I took a group of high school students … Continue reading →

Not long ago, my wife and I drove up the hill to the driveway of the first church I served as pastor. The tires made a low crackle as I turned into the still gravel parking lot. I first drove … Continue reading →

When my mother died last fall, my brother gave me a letter I had written to her and my father when I was in college. It is yellowed and crinkled—like the skin on the back of my hand—and yet my … Continue reading →