The wrens have returned to my yard. How I love it when this happens. They are my favorite birds because these tiny creatures have been instructive to me as a disciple in simple yet profound ways. I love their songs; in my humble opinion, they are the most beautiful and joyous of the songs. I love their spunk; they don’t let their size diminish their mission. We can learn a lot from this tiny creature. I recall the first time that wrens graced my yard. I heard this most amazin

I was sitting on the porch with my cup of coffee, bringing in the day with my LORD. As my eyes adjusted to the light and scanned my neighborhood, I wondered about how all the elements came into being. Was it instantly or incrementally as part of a divine design? Could it be both? What was humanities role in the LORD’s design? Caretaker, steward, tinkerer, meddler? Could it be all? And then my phone pinged. I wondered who or what it could be at that hour. It was my daughter se

One of my first skills was hanging on. It’s told that I was a climber at a very early age, and my parents would find me clinging to handles and bars, dangling above the floor as a toddler. I don’t remember that. I do remember hanging on a time or two from tree branches when my foot slipped and I caught myself midfall. Hanging on is not a bad skill to have today. These days, I’m grateful for the ability to “hang on.” As I get older, I am grateful for the skill and grab every

I was channel flipping the other day, looking for something to watch for a few minutes while I took a break in my favorite chair with a glass of iced tea and the screen had a giraffe and a zebra together. I stopped. I love nature and animals, and I thought maybe that would be a good breaktime show. Turns out, the two have names and live in a theme park in Valdosta, Georgia. And they are inseparable. Bakari the giraffe tends to Kurtsie the zebra and the other giraffes and zebr