Two or three times a year, I head down to Orange County to conduct interviews, say hi to friends, and drop in at the publishing company I write and edit for. (I know. Technically, that should be, “for whom I write and edit.” But this is a blog and not a manuscript, right?) It doesn’t…
Back in October, when we were down in Costa Mesa for Pastor Chuck Smith’s memorial, we ran into a friend who had moved from Washington back to southern California. I almost didn’t recognize Ken, because he had lost 70 lbs since we’d seen him last, which really hadn’t been that long. Ken shared his secret:…
We stood at a crossroads. If we walked straight, we could window shop along Seattle’s Fifth Avenue. If we turned right, we could walk down to the waterfront. Who wants to look through windows when you can walk yourself closer to the water? We went right. On the nine-block descent water-ward, we passed Fisher Plaza,…
I thought I’d make brownies for Dave, but it meant getting a little creative. I couldn’t find unsweetened baking cocoa at Edeka, but I knew that with a little finagling, I could reduce the butter and substitute for unsweetened baking chocolate. But I really had no way of knowing which–if any–of the bars of chocolate…
How little we know of the power of God … Thirsting, we look to the heavens, and the One we know is there. The One who created the ocean, and set its boundaries in place; the One who invented the roar of thunder and the crackle of lightning, and who sends both skittering madly across…