As the balding man swept his over-sized yard rake across the dead leaves that had dropped to the ground after last week’s freeze, he just as easily could have been a barber sweeping up sheared strands of hair from the barbershop floor or a butcher with a squeegee in his hand sending blood-stained water down… Continue reading “Winter is Coming”
Author: Jeremy Myers
Hide and Go Seek
"Zacchaeus . . . a tax-collector. . . was seeking to see who Jesus was, but he could not see him because of the crowd." (Luke 19.2-3) One day a mom heard her eight-year-old daughter Grace whispering, although no one was nearby. Her mom asked Grace just what she was doing. The little girl answered,… Continue reading Hide and Go Seek
“A Wretch Like Me”
"The tax collector stood off at a distance and would not even raise his eyes to heaven but beat his breast and prayed, 'O God, be merciful to me a sinner.'" (Luke 18.13) A common exercise that was used for many years to build self-esteem in elementary age students was to have each student make… Continue reading “A Wretch Like Me”
Orans
"Moses' hands, however, grew tired; so they put a rock in place for him to sit on. Meanwhile Aaron and Hur supported his hands, one on one side and one on the other." (Exodus 17.12) C.S. Lewis made the argument in his book, "Screwtape Letters," that the physical posture we take when we pray makes… Continue reading Orans
Thank You, Jesus!
"Ten were cleansed, were they not? Where are the other nine?" (Luke 17.17) Ingratitude has an ugly face and no amount of makeup can turn it pretty. I remember an attorney friend telling me a story about the ugly face of ingratitude that he had seen. He explained to me that he had served as… Continue reading Thank You, Jesus!
Creatures of Habit
Did you know it only takes six weeks to form a habit? That is not by my calculation. That conclusion comes from smarter people than I. The people who study people like you and me have determined that if we want to form a habit--just about any habit--then we need to do it every day… Continue reading Creatures of Habit
Talking Above Their Heads
Over my lifetime, I have not mastered a single language, including English, my native language. I still have to go to the dictionary--these days the internet--to look up the meaning of a word, with about the same frequency as I have to go to the bathroom. At various points in my life, usually points where… Continue reading Talking Above Their Heads
“Put On Your Apron”
"So, you also, when you have done everything you were told to do, should say, 'We are unworthy servants. We have only done our duty.'" Luke 17.10 My uncle wore an apron every Sunday morning. Whenever I think of him, my first memory goes to the long white apron that he looped over his neck… Continue reading “Put On Your Apron”
Gone Are the Sounds of Summer
Gone is the sound of the cicadas as they pierce the air with lusty songs and fill the stillness with high-pitched voices that call listeners to a game of hide-and-go seek, going dead-silent when footsteps near. Where have you gone, O sounds of summer? Gone is the sound of little boys on bicycles, racing down… Continue reading Gone Are the Sounds of Summer
A Letter from Mommy to her Little Boy, Now an Angel in Heaven
My sweet baby boy, I knew the name I would give you as soon as I heard the doctor tell me you would be a boy. I didn't have to go to a book to find a name. I felt it in my heart and I spoke it softly on my lips. It was perfect.… Continue reading A Letter from Mommy to her Little Boy, Now an Angel in Heaven
Sunday Brunch 