Rite of passage: Christmas traditions
A quick question: What kind of music do you listen to the week before Christmas? Wrap music. Enough of the Christmas puns. With our grandsons getting older, Christmas has taken on new life in the Moore home. Titus the Honorable is already anticipating presents, Christmas trees and family. Cohen the Goodhearted is just looking forward to ripping into something. Having these young ones has sparked new interest in the Christmas season...
Rite of passage: The great dish migration
In my den, I have a large picture window that overlooks my backyard; it is my favorite feature in our house. My man-chair faces this window, and here, I have spent many hours watching the world go by. For me, that window has provided some of the best medicine. When I return home after a long weekend, engaging with people and their spiritual struggles, I will sit in my chair and stare out. I like seeing the first snowflake as it makes...
Rite of passage: J+0=E
The crops hadn’t been too good that year, and the offerings were down. The small, country Baptist church struggled to keep its doors open and pay the bills. For a long time, the church had wanted to install indoor plumbing. The old outhouse was getting rickety, and the people who came to visit were put out that the church hadn’t moved with the times. As the leader of the congregation, the pastor struggled with how he could best help...
Rite of passage: First lap
My inspiration for carrying the cross up Mount Kilimanjaro a few years ago came to me through a man named Keith Wheeler. I have known Keith for a long time, and he is one of my favorite missionary speakers. Several years ago, I was talking to Keith about my upcoming 40th anniversary of entering the ministry. I asked him, “How do you thank Jesus for allowing you to represent Him around the world?” Keith looked at me with those steely...
Rite of passage: Well, actually
Many years ago, our artillery company was on winter training maneuvers outside the Wisconsin Dells. If you want to find a place that is bitter cold, you will never be disappointed with the Dells in December. The area should have a sign out front: “Welcome! Home of the Frozen Chosen!” My unit was sent there for training in winter warfare. For some reason, the government thought we should be able to fire icicles from the 105-mm Howitzer...
