For conversation starters at gatherings, I much prefer “What brings you here?” over “Tell me about yourself.” For one thing, I prefer someone asking me a question rather than giving me a command, even if the person doesn’t intend to be intimidating. The thought of it takes me back: I’m sitting in a graduate seminar …
It’s been almost twenty years since it happened, and I still chuckle when I think of it. We had lived in Lebanon, KY., only a couple of years when some of our friends invited us to the Easter pageant at Southeast Christian Church in Louisville, Ky. We traveled in separate cars, but we ate together …
As I drove into the parking lot, I saw two travel buses, the sleek kind, black with silver trim and tinted windows reflecting the glimmering sun peeking through the clouds. I was happy to find a parking space adjacent to the building where I was to teach my class at Campbellsville University. I gazed at …
Lori was out of town, and I had agreed to watch the grandkids for the short period of time between when Madi had to leave, and Eli’s ride to school arrived. Then I would take Emmie to her daycare. It was early in the morning, and I was anxious to get back to my work. …
God shows up in the most unlikely places at the most unexpected times. It happened on a Wednesday night, this time, at a place where my car was stuck, teetering on the precipice of a snow-covered ditch. I should explain. On this particular Wednesday night, a few weeks ago, I left the church late. I …