This One Goes to “11”.

I like power . . . doesn’t matter what you are talking about . . . I like it. My surround sound system is less captivating to me than it was at one time.  Now I have to turn it 3/4’s of the way up to get the audio fix that I am looking for.  If I could get the 3/4...

Against the Wind . . .

. . . I’m older now but not Bob Seger Okay . . . you are going to have to forgive me here. I know that we are all in different times and seasons of our lives but I am wired today. It’s not coffee. I am sitting at the kitchen table trying to get a message for...

Way Down Upon The Youghiogheny River

In the spring of 1983, I think . . . I went white water rafting on the Youghiogheny River. It was a sparsely attended youth group outing of about 15 deranged souls.  The trip began in Pennsylvania and ended just into West Virginia. Normally, it was a 5-hour experience...

Old Friend . . . New Beginning

There was one big suitcase, as I remember. I muscled it on the ferry and headed for the mainland.  The weight was more than it should have been, almost as though there was a stowaway midst the clothing. Really, it was the finality of this trip and the months preceding...

Same Old Same Old

A single point of a solitary 20 year-old sermon stays with me to this day. Mike was a missionary serving in New Guinea, observing from a background in communication and cultural anthropology, that the message that is the most predictable has the least impact and the...