I’m not sure why, but the good Lord opted to awaken me early this morning. I checked my watch and it was around 6am. Since I was already awake, I decided I would get a run in before the busyness of the day set in. But, I figured I would wait a little while to give the sun some time to rise. At approximately 6:30am, I finally got out of bed and got ready, believing the sun would be breaching the...
Downcast with a 100% Chance of Divine Assistance
April showers are supposed to bring May flowers. Apparently, the good Lord has decided to alter the script this year. April showers have flowed into May showers, which are currently giving way to, you guessed it, June showers. The weather has continued to be overcast, drizzly, and more than a little dreary. It is a proven fact that the quality and character of the weather can have an impact on...
Everyday Monuments: Old Mustangs and “Ebenezers”
The race is on! Since we purchased a 1988 Ford Mustang (which we lovingly refer to as Miss Betty Blue), we have been slowly replacing components as time and money allow. Over the course of the last ten months, we have replaced the seat belts, the entire headlight and tail light assemblies, and the seals on most of the windows. We have repaired a broken turn signal and the hatch for the hatch back...
What We Need (Do We See?)
In composing these weekly reflections, I make great efforts to not go back to the same wells too often. But, it wouldn’t be difficult to fill an entire book with lessons I learn observing our family’s Golden Doodle, Evie. As I consider the ways she interacts with my family, responds to various strangers and visitors, and approaches the world around her, I see small glimpses of what I think God...
Working for the Win
We have a regular ritual in the Myers household every Monday morning. Once we have all gotten ourselves dressed and ready for the day we all converge in the kitchen. As I work on preparing a fresh pot of one of God’s greatest gifts to mankind, I pose the same question I ask every week: “What should I write about for my blog/column this week?” The responses provided to this very basic, yet...
Mustard Seeds and Butterflies: Little Actions, Big Impact
Big events tend to garner large amounts of attention. As a general rule, one can gauge how important an event is to the community at large by how full the parking lot is at the high school. When the Seymour Owls are playing the Brownstown Braves, for instance, every parking space in the lot is full, vehicles are parked all up and down the surrounding streets, and our parking lot here at the...
Carrying the Canoe: Find a Helping Hand
Summer camp was an important feature of my younger years. There were few things that I anticipated and enjoyed more each year than heading north for a week of camp. Camp, in all of its various iterations, played a crucial role in my development as a follower of Jesus. It was at a camp that I first felt the call to become a pastor. It was at camp that I developed important relationships that still...
Yet Another Monday…
Weekends are the best! Who doesn’t love a good weekend?! As the rock band Loverboy so famously sang back in 1981, “Everybody’s working for the weekend!” We persevere through the day to day grind of the workweek with a growing sense of expectation as we make our way towards days of recreation, relaxation, and restoration. Weekends, even with the insanity of Sunday, are awesome! As a pastor...
A Great Crowd of the Best Kind of Crazy: The Importance of Encouragers
When you think of spectator sports, cross country isn’t generally the first event that comes to mind. Most of us default to one of the big two of football and basketball. I mean no disrespect to other athletic events or those who participate in them, but football and basketball are the two events at which the band plays (marching or pep, respectively), cheerleaders cheer, and specific sections...
A Spoonful of Sugar: Making the Bitter Medicine of Life Better
Last week, the Seymour High School Varsity Chorale performed their yearly musical, Mary Poppins. It was amazing to be in a theater with other people enjoying a live performance. Honestly, I probably would have enjoyed a novice oboe player squeaking their way through scales just for the small joy of a live concert experience. The musical fare, however, was anything but basic. It was exceptional...
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