His Glory, Our Glory
Every time I fly, and that's been pretty often lately, I think to myself, "We could like, fall out of the sky!" Now, let me be clear, on this particular day, there is nothing to suggest that any of us felt threatened. A lady to my left spreads a copy of this morning's newspaper over her belly and begins reading. The elderly gentleman in front of me is riveted by what I am pretty sure is a slightly naughty romance novel. Miss Stewardess up front is very chatty and chipper with
As You Go, Preach!
“He has made us competent as ministers of a new covenant--not of the letter but of the Spirit; for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life …” 2 Corinthians 3:6 (NIV) “Goodnight Minister Burrows”, he said as I walked toward the sanctuary. I winced, annoyed with the security officer at my church who insists on calling me that. Something about the lighthearted phrase made my skin crawl. He had been saying that for several weeks at this point, and it had caught on as a runnin
