The God Who Remembers
People were shaking my hand after the worship service, like they usually do, “fellowshipping” with one another on their way out. Then, one of my older friends asked me a question that caught me off guard. “What is dementia?” she asked, innocently. I filtered that question through her condition: it has been less a year …
Back to School
Surprise, Surprise
I kept looking over the names listed on the sign-up sheet for our Wednesday night church meal, scratching my head at the apparent mystery: why had at least twice as many people made reservations than normally do? Sure, it was the first meal after the summer break, during which we suspend the mid-week church meal. …
Anticipation
I had almost given the tickets away. They were a gift from a friend, who couldn’t make the game. After I took them, I thought I had an unavoidable conflict. But the week before, I found out I could go. “I’m going to make it after all,” I told my friend. He had given them …