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Every once in a while I come upon a text that overwhelms me.  It is as if God secretly altered His Word one night while I slept.  Suddenly one morning every Bible has a verse never before seen by men.  Obviously I am being very...

I dropped my camera over the weekend.   It was less than a two-foot fall and when I picked it up there was no visible damage.  Not a scratch anywhere, but then I turned it on.  The picture screen looked like a giant black spider was...

One of the writing assignments for my Introduction to Psychology course is a five-page autobiography.  Since few of us know the truth about ourselves it is most interesting to see what nineteen-year-olds have to say about themselves.  Last semester I received one paper filled with...

Jesus' brother James asked a question most everyone would respond to with a hearty "Yes."  He asked in chapter three, "Do you want to be counted wise?" * He then goes on to tell us how.  "Let him show by good conduct that his works...

II Corinthians 5 closes with Paul pleading to us to claim the wondrous gift God is offering us.  He points out that God has already done everything necessary for our salvation.  Paul implores us to do it.   He wrote, "We are ambassadors for Christ, as...

One of my students told me a harrowing tale of taking a shower and going blind. Almost immediately after turning on the water everything went foggy and white. Gasping in fear she raised her hands to her eyes only to discover she had gotten into...

I'm tired of having people tell me I need to think outside the box.   I like being in my box.  My box is a comfort zone of assurance of salvation and eternal life. Jesus lives in my box.  He is very nice to live with. ...

Two children of one of our grad students were in the hallway outside my door and one was taunting the other with a secret.  Curiosity drives us crazy when someone says, "I know a secret.  I know a secret."  "Oh please," we say.  "I won't...

One of our friend's first grader has proudly learned to spell the word "zebra."  Pleased with her phenomenal new accomplishment, all by herself she sent her teacher an email exhibiting her new spelling skill.  The wonder of it all was the word "zebra" was the...

When I was five I was very good at games.  I could always win at checkers, Chinese marbles and Old Maids.  It didn’t matter what game it was I always won.  My father tried hard to beat me.  He could stay right behind me but...