A personal retreat

I had never heard of the concept of a personal retreat until 1996. I had served as a campus minister in Arkansas for about a year when my boss encouraged me to take one. When I asked what he meant, he described it as simply a few days to be quiet, to rest, to pray, read and enjoy my relationship with God. I remember distinctly his encouragement to not get frustrated if I fell asleep on the first day and felt like I’d “wasted” a day. He said that sleep may be the most spiritual thing I do initially on a retreat.

Honoring God-fearers

Last year, I wrote a post about those who "fear the Lord" from Psalm 15:4. I came across the post in my TimeHop feed today, and strangely enough, I'd read Psalm 15 this morning. I thought it appropriate to revisit the post and mention some of the people who have inspired me this past year.

In response to a writing prompt

I was recently given a writing prompt challenge. I had to "Write a script to give telemarketers to sell plastic pooper-scoopers." It's rare that I get an excuse to write about poop, so I took up the challenge.

Lunch convos, Part 3

It was just a brief, hour-long lunch at a local Mexican restaurant, but the inane topics it spawned has led to a half-dozen blog posts. In this post, the Magic Eight-Ball is compared to Siri.

Lunch convos, Part 2

Ever wondered about the buttons in your car that you never push? In this random lunch conversation, a friend's comment leads to VBU (vehicular button uncertainty).

Lunch convos, Part 1

There's such junk on TV today. Surely there's room for more. I'm convinced that if someone were to follow me around with a video camera, they'd have enough material by the end of every day to create a 30 minute sitcom.