Monthly Archives: September 2008

Yesterday morning, I woke up just before 5:00 a.m. and since it was my day off, I was a bit frustrated because I could have used that extra hour of sleep.  Sunday had been an enormous day at church, 15 … Continue reading →

The Wednesday Night Film Fest at my house watched My Kid Could Paint That last night. I blogged about the film last week, so I won’t cover old ground, but the story follows the meteoric rise of Marla Olmstead’s art … Continue reading →

One of the women at the Northwest Church is dying.  She’s had brain cancer for quite awhile, and for a long time, I’ve been meaning to get over to her house and visit, and for a long time, I haven’t … Continue reading →

The truth is, they’re difficult for me just now.  A restlessness sets in as I try to stop the train of thought-life that’s all about tasks and goals and what needs to be done next.  As I settle in to … Continue reading →

At the NW Church, we’re launching into a study of Jesus through the eyes of John, wondering how this “disciple whom Jesus loved” thought and felt about the Christ.   Our understanding of Jesus shifts with maturity, with cultural change, and … Continue reading →