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The Call

2008-04-17 15:03
     A few months ago my husband and I attended a funeral of a Jesuit priest. The funeral was on a Tuesday morning in St. Louis about five hours from our home, so we drove over on Monday evening. On Tuesday morning while in the hotel a friend called saying she had just read a...

Intimate Communion

2008-04-16 15:42
In the Chronicles of Narnia, Lucy saw the lion Aslan and began to follow him. The others could not see him at first, but the longer they followed, the more visible Aslan became to them. Similarly, the more we seek to focus on, delight in, and seek the guidance of the Spirit within, the more His...

God Loves You This Minute!

2008-03-02 12:51
Occasionally God's love is amazingly evident. Recently Jana, a physician who trained under my husband, told him the following account. About seven years ago she and her husband adopted a baby, knowing he had cerebral palsy and would be crippled. One Christmas evening, she read to him about Jesus...

Love Expressions

2008-03-01 15:14
“I love You! I love You!” my heart exclaimed at church one Sunday morning as we sang songs of worship. The night before my heart had cried an “I love You” refrain when a group of us had met for fellowship, prayer, and Scripture. The following Monday my husband and I studied the themes of love and...

Needless Pain

2008-03-01 15:13
My husband Daniel was worried about a scientific paper he had co-authored with another physician. He learned that a part of their findings had earlier been reported by someone else and the writer had not given credit to the earlier source. We were on our way to a meeting where he would see the...

The First Step

2008-03-01 15:06
Before God parted the Jordan so the Israelites could walk across on dry land, the priests had to step into the water. That step was an act of faith. I wonder if it was difficult for them to take that first step. It is often only the first step that is difficult. Stepping into the waters is...

A Mother's Prayer

2008-03-01 00:00
My friend Marge told me about her praying mother. “Mother wasn’t an eloquent pray-er. In fact, I don’t remember ever hearing her pray in church, but Mother’s walk-in closet was her sacred place. “My older brother had gone away from the Lord, and we’d hear her crying, ‘Oh, Lord save my boy.’ “She...