The blaring headline from The Daily Beast last week, "Hipster Megachurch in Shambles Over Pastor's Alleged Affair," simultaneously caught my eye, made my heart sink and got me angry.
Buzzwords in our society tend to come and go with some regularity. But it is the irony of modern buzzwords more than their duration that currently has me shaking my head a bit.
"Don't forget, honey, at some point the girls need new doors on the vanity under the sink in their bathroom."
I must admit that I was somewhat surprised to learn that "deresolve," either with or without a hyphen, does not seem to actually be a valid word in the English language.
A passage from Luke 2:10-11: "And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord."
Since 1862, Christians all across the world this time of year have been singing some version of the song "Angels We Have Heard on High."
I slid the 3-inch bolt through the bottom hole of the 10-inch terra cotta pot, then put five large washers down onto the bolt.
It was the first year of our marriage, and Dana and I had gone to Trinidad to visit her parents, who were then missionaries to that island. While we were there, we made a day trip to the much smaller island of Tobago, one of the most beautiful jewels on Earth. But as with most tourist destinations, there was the facade that outsiders see and the reality that the people who live there know all too well.
The newest book in my kids adventure series, "The Night Heroes," just came off the presses.
Visitors in church are always a wonderful thing.
