Grandpa 101
So I had just finished my Wednesday meeting of the Brethren and on my way home when I saw an old friend walk into a store. So I pulled over and went in the store. At the front of the store there are some tables and chairs kind of and...
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“My Secret Weapon”
There is a park behind our motor home. The other day there was this very old man sitting on a bench reading a book. There were a number of our homeless folk gathered at this picnic table and they were yelling at each other and using a lot of colorful... -
No One Left Behind
The gusts of wind out here in Gresham are pretty nasty. There was this flock of crows on the stretch of lawn adjacent to the east side of the prayer house. The flock launched just as this big gust of wind rose up and one of the birds got slammed... -
Completing Compassion
In James Chapter 2 it talks about seeing people in need and yet not doing anything. What about doing something but then not carrying it through to the finish? I heard this story about such an incident and it goes like this: There was this very poor and old woman... -
Entangled
God never ceases to amaze me. I was sitting here loosing at solitaire, when a large sea gull lands on the roof of my truck. He is squawking and having a terrible time standing up. Then I notice that he has a big goober of fishing line around one foot... -
Black and White Thinking
In the early part of 1969 my non white, re-education about the issue of race began.I was stationed in Fort Jackson South Carolina, for General supply school. I was a White 18 year old male from an upper Middle class family. My first day there I discovered that I was... -
Action! At the Back Gate of the Church
It started with a cry of pain followed by a “stop hitting me”. I step outside some guy has a girl cowering into the fence with her arm over her head and his arm raised for another blow. In my soft voice I command him to stop. I am now... -
Christmas Presence
Yesterday afternoon Yvan was preparing to walk to the church office to play on the computer. I was looking out the window and there was this guy sitting on one of the Planter Boxes. We were closed and in fact all the shelters and day centers were closed. So I... -
Attacked on Anxiety
Before the shrinks came up with the title of Post-traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) they defined our outburst as an “anxiety attack”. We were prescribed various forms of medications that cost huge amounts of money that we didn’t have and the Government denied they caused anything. When I became a Christian... -
Servants of the King
I was reading through and old Journal and found a memory of an incident of blessing and thought I share it with you: An old man, trapped on a small island of cement in the middle of 82nd avenue, crying. I pull over and brave the current of prisoners, being...
