Once upon a time in a faraway Kingdom there lived a Beautiful princess who was loved by everyone, not only in her kingdom but in other kingdoms as well. She was kind and gentle and people loved to see her and to hear about her loves. In the same kingdom there lived a…
It all makes sense now
I was putting my contact lenses in the other day when I noticed how grey my hair had become. As I wondered how that could possibly have happened without me noticing, I remembered something I was told almost thirty years ago. Roy Corey, a member of the Truro Church, told me how he had discovered…
Demons in the Grass
I drove by our old house the other day and the lawn looked great. I was a little concerned when put the sod down when the house was built. You see when the sod was delivered the driver told me that it was demon possessed. Honest! At least I think that’s what he meant when…
Would you like. . .
I read the other day that the most frequently asked question today was . . . “Would you like fries with your order!” Profound, to say the least. Now I did not read that the most important question asked today was. . . “Would you like fries with your order!”, just the most frequently asked,…
The Promise
It wouldn’t be long and he knew it. For three years he had taught throughout Israel, for three years he had healed the sick and fed the hungry. For three years he pointed people to the Kingdom of God, but the time was coming, it wouldn’t be long now and he knew it. The end…
Choices. . .
It was a tragedy. A young man lost his life and another man had his life changed forever. Like many people, I watched the video of Sammy Yatim being shot in Toronto last week and, like many people, I felt a sense of rage. Really, nine shots? And then they tased him. Seems a little…
Back to the Future
Back to the Future So this was how it would end. Public humiliation and possibly a public death for a private act, an act that they had never been intended to be shared with others and certainly not made public. It had all started out innocently enough, a shared glance, an innocent touching of hands,…
Blast from the Past
In the Spring of 1997 I had managed to grow our baby church from 82 to 43. This was the Penn that I wrote to the survivors of the "Spring of Tuesdays" on May 11, 1997It’s the dawning of a new day, a new chapter in the book, the beginning of a new era! My…