Unsolved Mysteries

Maybe the flesh wants too many answers. It wants to categorize and compartmentalize and get all things in order. Systematic, neat, tidy answers. Squares, boxes. (Someone once said, “The straight line belongs to man, the crooked line to God.” Take a walk in the woods or mountains and you’ll see how true this is.)

Transitions

The morning after Halloween is always a tough one.  Those of you with kids know why.  Stayed up too late, couldn’t fall asleep, sugar highs and sugar lows, then, an hour later, it seems, the alarm clock is jolting me. Tumble from bed, workout (hardly), shower, quick breakfast, coffee.  Outside, bleary eyed to feed the…

In Your Ordinary

I’m sitting in my office at church, warm cup of coffee in hand and my window to the outside world is filled with the colors of fall.  John Burroughs once wrote, “How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”  The tree outside my window is a picture of…

Don’t Just Remember

This morning, in the chill fall air, a couple dozen people gathered beneath the flagpole in Chester as the sun started to peak through the tops of trees.  We were there to take part in remembering as a community the tragic & painful day of September 11, 2001.  Below is transcript of a few words…

The God of Women

You’ve probably read this passage before, but give it another read really quickly… Genesis 1:26–28  [26] Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness. And let them have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the heavens and over the livestock and over all the…

Cheesy Goodness

I just got a little reminder on Facebook of an album I posted 8 years ago (visit http://www.facebook.com/pcbernard to see it).  It was mainly of Samantha of course (she was 8 months old at the time).  It’s a clever thing that Facebook does, reminding you of these things.  Immediately memories came flooding back of our…