I really couldn’t believe what I was doing. Rusty Funk from Team World Vision was in my office asking whether he could pitch our congregation on running in the Chicago Marathon on behalf of World Vision. Each runner, responsible for … Continue reading →
It’s the poop that matters. The quality of the excrement; the dung. The *#&@.
I was working the rotten compost/chicken poop combo into our front garden. The dusty top soil welcomed the heavy black dirt as I dug deep holes for the new home-depot plants. I was betting this chicken crap / kitchen scrap duo would supply enough nutrients to fend off the challenges of an urban front yard. Placing my hope in powerful poop that would win the day – producing green shoots, big blossoms, and glorious color to an otherwise drab street corner.
Yes. Yes. I’d do my part: water, prune, weed. I imagined the sun would do what it does. But the surge of growth would come from the soil and that decaying matter I had added.
Hours later, exhausted, I listlessly sat on the front steps with the hose watering the bed when I remembered Paul’s advice, “God causes everything to work together for your good….and… in every thing give thanks”. For the crappy things. For the rotten things. For the waste products and the smelly, stinking, manure.
Hum. I like that. The $*#& of my life is what can produce the beauty. The droppings are the fuel I need. The manure may be the best thing going for me. “Therefore...(Paul again) I will rejoice in my weakness.”
Yep. Me too. It’s all about the manure. God knows there’s more than enough to work with.
That’s what the speaker said. African American students from the to-be-closed Manierre Elementary School near our church in Chicago were prevented from enrolling in the nearby magnent and selective enrollment schools. Schools, where the speaker said, whites were the majority … Continue reading →
“Heretic!” That was the first word in a scathing review. Though really, do you even bother reading the review after that opener? This time I did, mainly because it was about an author I know and admire, and secondly, because I … Continue reading →
TWENTY-SIX HOURS. That was all the time it took for the authorities to release the suspect’s photos and their “dead or alive” arrest. That is mind-blowing to me. And before that, the fact that within 48 hours after the bombs, … Continue reading →
Beware of putting your trust in Herod. i.e: political leaders, state solutions, legislation. I was reading the interesting text in Acts 12 late Wednesday afternoon when the news started to roll in that the U.S. Senate had failed to pass … Continue reading →
Running has always seemed the most democratic of sports. The tempting reality that any one of us could lace up a pair of sneakers, open our front door and simply start running has always filled me with a deep sense … Continue reading →
Maria, her husband, his mother. Did you know that Manilla means “the city of man”? It’s a city filled with men and women who work hard. Really hard. In traveling with Opportunity International, I met person after person who received … Continue reading →
“Breath of Life!” Church That was the first sign I saw as I exited our shuttle bus and inhaled the methane tinged air of the Payatas garbage dump. Irony was everywhere. Garbage is big business among the poor of … Continue reading →
How much do you trust your neighbor? By Burnley Truax writing from IloIlo City, Philippines You might trust them enough to give them a spare key to your house or let them water your plants while you’re on vacation. I … Continue reading →