The Smell of Cigarettes

The Smell of Cigarettes

Smell is the only sense that does not make a brief stop at the brain’s relay station, the thalamus, before going to the prefrontal cortex, the area of the brain that explains, reasons and rationalizes. Smell is unmediated, unfiltered; it hits the prefrontal...
The Safest Place

The Safest Place

Bernice and I will be going to North America next week. This was a ministry trip planned some time ago, before the recent outbreak of the H1N1 virus epidemic. A friend asked: “Are you still going?” He is a good friend and he was concerned for my safety....
Lost My Voice

Lost My Voice

Once in awhile you get to demonstrate what you preach. Last Sunday I preached from Genesis 32:1-32. One of my main lessons was that Jacob had to learn to move away from self-sufficiency to dependence on God’s blessings before God could bless him and use him. I...
People of the Person

People of the Person

Recently I was reminded at a talk that the heart of the Christian faith is not a book. It is a person — Jesus. The context of the comment was our continuing (and necessary) attempts to build bridges with our Muslim friends. It is so tempting to draw the following...
Yes, We Can

Yes, We Can

My dad had a fiery temper. He was a passionate man. He loved passionately. He also angered passionately. Those who know me will probably be thinking: “Soo Inn’s a little like his dad. He too has a quick temper.” And you would be right. In the past my...