ding dang dong

The cross in Le Rouret, France Church bells ring in our village, on the hour. I love the hourly reminder that all is well, that the day is progressing with a chime. It’s much nicer than a cuckoo clock.  But every once and a while, the bell chimes ding dang...

On Joel’s Mailing List, Apparently

So, yeah. My friend Joel has found me. In cyberworld. He sends me all sorts of important pieces of information. Like today he sent me this tidbit: Joel will be in Tampa for two evenings of worship, bringing a message of inspiration, hope, and encouragement to your...

Great Conference

I just finished attending the ACFW conference in Dallas. Wow. The best part? Seeing faces! I got to meet face-to-face with many of my Master’s Artist friends. Folks who I’ve emailed several times, now are three-dimensional. I had the privilege of teaching...

In a Way that Will Bring Healing

I’m having another one of those dark days in France. Maybe it’s the rain pouring down on the tiled roof. Sometimes I wonder why God rains sorrow on our already-pitiful parade. I feel sorry for poor Job, enduring all that downpour. In the past several...