Losing Sight Of Heaven

Losing Sight Of Heaven

“This world is not my home, I’m just passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.” [Words and Music by Albert E. Brumley]...
Growing Old

Growing Old

Recently I have been thinking about what it means to grow old. Why? Maybe it’s because I am now 50. Or maybe it was brought on by the death of my father two years ago. But I suspect it’s all the World War 2 documentaries I have been watching. Often these...
Learning from Lincoln

Learning from Lincoln

“Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The grace of God is glue!” [Eugene O’Neill} I am not too hot about doing my autobiography. Some places in my past are still a bit too intense to revisit. Unfortunately I lead a mentoring ministry called...