An adult makes about 35,000 decisions daily or about one every two waking seconds. Most are micro choices, while only occasionally macro decisions with major implications pop up. Throughout these micro choices, patterns of decision-making are operating. They have a cumulative effect, for better or worse. In Decision Making

One night God took Abram out under the night sky and showed him the stars. I have seen some spectacular night skies, but I can only imagine what the Middle Eastern sky was like some 4,000 years ago. To have the artist Himself pointing out His handiwork must have

Within the fine home of Mr. and Mrs. O, there was no longer apple-pie order. The little O’s ran unchecked. At mealtime, they slurped, smacked, and belched, things they thought funny enough to repeat often and to compete for. Sometimes they fell from chairs and rolled on the floor.

My brother Dan and I pulled up to our next job, a chain-link fence repair in Weippe, Idaho. We found a doublewide, a carport, an old shed out back buried in firewood and lumber, and an ATV. It was raining. We squinted through the windshield at the house. I rummaged

If only I could go back to my honeymoon… In such a statement, some would undoubtedly hear good relationships and well-planned relational times with the one you love best. Others, like me, would hear fanciful infatuation that loves the imagined more than reality. The honeymoon is often held up to

The internet has problems a Pollyanna couldn’t miss, but the trouble with human nature is when a problem is embedded into something we like, we have a hard time knowing where to stop. But hope is a virtue—which means we should have it—so I am trying to

We gather at many tables: for meals, for games, for song. School meetings, weddings, birthdays, Bible studies. In our Western cultures, the four legs and flat surface of a table carry the heart of our social interactions. As we cycle through our often chaotic days and lives we return to

Recently, two township officials stopped in for a meeting. During small talk before the meeting, one commented that he didn’t believe he had met me before. He knew my older brother from local auctions and other neighborhood events I seldom attend. The other official commented to my brother, “It&

Fifteen years ago, and brief ones at that, I rocked you to sleep on the recliner and sang to you. Now you are too grown for me to hold you on my lap, but you are not too grown for me to hold you up in prayer to your Creator.

Maybe greatness could have occurred….what happens when greatness does not occur? What happens, in fact, when fumble leads to error, leads to mishap, and before you know it, you have left the realm of ordinary mistake and chaos, and you have entered into the more ethereal, specialized realm of