There is a message in your hands and I believe God wants you to read it. For just a minute, hold out your hands—palms up. What do you see?
It's Who You Look To That Matters
"The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power,And all that beauty, all that wealth e're gave Awaits alike the inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave." - Thomas Gray, "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard"
Oops!
It's a blogger's worst nightmare! It is the thought that torments me. It is the scarecrow in my field, the bogeyman under my bed, the ghoul creeping in the shadows, the Frankenstein let loose.
No Bull!
Rodeo Cowboy I am not! Wednesday night I stopped by our Student Ministries Block Party. It was an indoor extravaganza. Over 240 students descended on SRC for friends, food, and more fun than is humanly possible in two hours. It was a fantastic way to kick off the new school year.
A Good Name
Hugs!
You can hang a price tag on just about anything: a Lexus, a house, a set of braces, a computer, a book, dinner out, a pool in the back yard, a Picasso in the parlor, a night at the movies, a London vacation, a new roof, shoes, even a Major League ball park. But there is one thing for which there is no price tag—a hug.






