On the Journey

Last month, we explored helpful hints for building your life. I mentioned the importance of following blueprints and having a solid foundation. H

The family gathers to celebrate life. A shared history bridges the gap of miles that separate us on a daily basis. Once pleasantries are exchanged, we settle into our chairs and lose ourselves in days gone by. Adult playtime begins through reminiscing. The stories of our childhood and youth rejuvenate our hearts and breathe life into our souls.

Illinois WMU president Kaye Shipley and I were traveling late one night. We had already been in the van together for 16 hours. After exhausting every potential discussion topic, we sat quietly in the

I had the joy of participating in the MK Re-Entry Retreat in Missouri a few months ago. While there, one of the missionary kids asked whether I wanted to go on the adventure course. “Absolutely!” We p

“And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds.” —Hebrews 10:24 (NIV) Long lines. Exhaustion. Overstimulated children. Heavy traffic. Extensive to-do lists. Extended cr

Last month, I started the story of a modern-day Adoniram Judson, who waited seven long and painful years before seeing the first convert in the people group he and his family served. Here’s how that c

Last year, I met Adoniram Judson. Not, of course, the Adoniram Judson, famous missionary to Burma (which is now the nation of Myanmar) in the early 1800s who didn’t have one convert until his seventh

Count Nikolaus Ludwig von Zinzendorf was a bishop in the Moravian Church and a leader of eighteenth-century Protestantism. He is credited with saying, “Missions, after all, is simply this: Every heart

I don’t know how the topic came up, but I told someone at the office I had 100,000 craft sticks. When he asked why in the world one would own 100,000 craft sticks, I told him I got them because they w

Forty years ago, I finished up United States Army basic training in South Carolina. I joined the Illinois Army National Guard because it paid for four years of tuition to any state college or universi

The platform was festooned with yellow and orange balloons. After the service, everyone was invited to the fellowship hall for an ice cream social. Yellow and orange cloths adorned surfaces. On top of

I have been reading WMU history. In the early 1900s, a WMU field worker gave women in Illinois a choice of signing pledge cards either for cash or for eggs. More women signed the egg cards rather than