September 8th was my birthday. Not the birthday recorded on my birth certificate. That one says I am eighty-eight years old. This is another kind of birthday. On September 8, 1974, fifty-two years ago today, I began my Christian journey. Physically, I am eighty-eight. Spiritually, I am fifty-two. I was thirty-six when the Lord spokeContinue reading “Physically Eighty-Eight – Spiritually Fifty-Two”
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This morning I have been remembering.
Maybe that is one of the privileges of being eighty-eight. You can sit with a cup of coffee and suddenly discover that something you haven’t thought about in fifty years has wandered back into the room. This particular wandering started several days ago with a movie, Song Sung Blue, and a question: What did you wannaContinue reading “This morning I have been remembering.”
A Love That Does Not Defend Itself
There is a scene some of you may know. It comes from the life of David Wilkerson and a young gang leader named Nicky Cruz. New York City. Street gangs. Knives. Reputation. Territory. A world where respect is earned one way—and one way only. Force. Wilkerson walks into that world… not as one who belongs there. Not asContinue reading “A Love That Does Not Defend Itself”
Spiritual Wanderings 