Who Wants To Be A (Meek) Millionaire?

Why do we value shortcuts to power, to wealth, to knowledge, and to socio-political outcomes? Why do Jesus and the apostles frame the journey to both power and wisdom in terms of meekness? (Matthew 5:5; James 3:13) My dad and mom were both rather quiet when it came to expressing opinions and judgments to others. My dad liked to think about things, and take some time with a topic before delivering a rant or strong opinion. Not always, but usually. I watched the same traits in my numerous, older siblings. I learned something I didn’t realize until later: that our Read More

Receive Love; Replace Despair

“For God so loved the world…” These are the opening words of what we call the Gospel, the Good News. Among Biblical quotations, those words are probably most often quoted and most easily recognized. But sometimes it doesn’t seem as if God actually loves the world. I could show you images and clips of news that paint this world in the darkest terms, with not a lot of hope. Even with some bright spots in the story, it seems we often desperately wish that there were an escape tunnel where we could just run and get away from the terrible, Read More

Peace On Earth? Or a Piece of the Earth?

A Parable A long time ago an uncle, a successful lawyer, looked with pity on his brother living on the family farm. The farmer brother had dropped out of school, and was satisfied to eke out a comfortable living on this very valuable, large piece of property that had huge potential. Pity turned into desire. Desire became a dream. The lawyer began to understand that unless he took over the farm no one would ever appreciate the wealth the farm was capable of producing. Negotiations didn’t convince the farmer. So the lawyer found a way to legally take control of Read More

The Harshest Words of Jesus May Not Be What You Think

As a young boy, it made a lasting impression on me when our local church ousted a young man who happened to be the pastor’s son. This son had apparently reached the limits of the church’s tolerance for resistance to the system and for pushing the boundaries of personal behaviours. So, he was removed in a public ceremony at which he was not present, and was considered from that point on to be an outsider of the church community. The tears, the explanations, the sense of loss to the community had a huge impact on what I considered for my Read More

“But You’re Even Worser!”

While sharing life as kids, I was always in the company of my little brother. We found all kinds of ways to get into mischief and to get away with it. I often worked the age-advantage and tried to sound morally superior when Mom began to investigate a problem we had created. At one of those times when Mom had cornered us with the evidence of some misbehaviour, I was describing to her how Sanford had done such wrong. As best he could, my 4-year-old brother tried to set the record straight by declaring to me, “But you’re even worser!” Read More

Makes Sense to Me

Our small farm tractor had lost its exhaust system, pipe, muffler, and all. That little 30-horse-power engine suddenly sounded like a ferocious beast. It was very hard on our ears, as well. The manifold on the motor pointed down, and we ran it that way for a short time. I assume we were waiting for the cash to buy new parts for it. I thought about this problem. I thought about good ways to fix it without buying anything. I came up with a really good solution. It made great sense to me. At that stage of life, I had Read More

No Shortcuts

I just don’t love distance running. The only 10K run I have ever done was not my idea. It was offered to me as a personal challenge. I had just completed a two-week back-packing trip in mountainous wilderness in beautiful British Columbia. It was a group effort, designed to build character and leadership skills. In preparation for it, I had done some running to build my stamina. Though I had few details prior to the program, I knew we were going to be carrying heavy packs and hiking is very steep terrain. So I ran. It turned out that the Read More

Is This Love?

When I was a child in my parents’ home, we gathered around a table for every meal. I was part of the younger set that didn’t have a chair. Rather, I shared a long, green, homemade wooden bench without a back. I never questioned my place or my privilege to share that table. That privilege was an expression of love. There were several, occasional dinner menus that I remember very well. One was a large bowl of mashed potatoes with some toasted bread croutons mixed throughout. We had the option of eating it just as served, or we could add Read More