Category: Faith in Everyday Life
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Please. Just Stop.
I saw this man yesterday morning. Sleeping in the doorway of a church down the street from my shop. I thought about him all day long. If you could have heard the thoughts running through my mind . . . “How sad! Sleeping in the doorway of a church.” “They’d probably run him off if…
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Uphill
My personal faith walk over the past several days has been truly an uphill climb. More than one night lately have I been awake- wide awake in the middle of the night. Thoughts and questions, filled with uncertainty, even doubt, and lots of fear have been my midnight companions. I’ve felt distance from God. Even…
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Keep Pointing
It was one night last fall, when my son stepped up to bat during his little league game. Before he took his batting position he did gave his bat a practice swing, adjusted his stance and deliberately pointed his finger toward the outfield to indicate where he intended to put the ball. If you’re any…
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Name Calling
I’m no stranger to name calling. People made fun of my last name as a kid. Do you even know how many words that rhyme with “Greer?” Then there’s my first name. If I’ve been asked once, I’ve been asked a million times “Isn’t ‘Shannon’ a girls name?” I’ve learned to deal with name calling and…
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He’ll Do It Again
I’m not a big “things” person. I don’t have to HAVE the latest model of anything. You won’t find me in a line waiting to upgrade to the newest (fill-in-the-blank.) We live simple. Our house is small, built in the 1950s, and home to a lot of people, a dog, and three fish. We don’t…
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Get On The Bus
I have learned in life that there those who talk about change, and there are those who help create change. Let’s face it, talking is so much easier than actually doing. But talking doesn’t get anyone very far. For several months, I’ve been talking to my buddy Darrell, about a way to help people who…
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Get a Grip
We all get frustrated with folks. We all wish we could just tell them how we feel. But sometimes the best thing to do is to just get a grip…on grace.
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My Outlaw’s Prayer
I was riding along yesterday and was “scanning” through local radio stations when this “country classic” came on. I’ve never heard the song before in my life. As I endured the slow twangy ballad, I was intrigued by the story and I thought to myself, “Surely this kind of thing hasn’t REALLY happened.” I didn’t…
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Jesus and a Can of Sardines
“You don’t know how good this stuff looks until your hungry!” That’s what Roy said today as I took him to our little food pantry that I told you about yesterday. I suppose he’s one of the first people to receive anything from the pantry. He looked like a kid at Christmas. He picked up…
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Enough is Enough
She stopped me in my tracks today. Darlene, one of our church family members, dropped by Cadence / RiverChurch earlier and in the course of our conversation said “I just can’t bear the thought of people going through our trash for food!” That’s what slapped me in the face. “Who’s going through our trash, Darlene?”…