A little boy spent a week with his grandparents who were farmers. Everyday the little boy sat on his grandpa's lap as they drove out on the tractor to work in the fields. The little boy's grandparents told him how much help he had been and that they couldn't wait for him to be with them again. The little boy was so convinced that he had been such an enormous help that he prayed for his grandparents at a church prayer meeting, "Dear God, please help my grandparents with all the work they have to do since I am not there. They need me so badly."
Racism : A Personal Story
A few years ago Lisa and I visited New York City. It's an amazing place; truly the melting pot of hundreds of nationalities and cultures. Nice people helped us find our way through crowded, chaotic, fast moving subways and busy streets. We visited The Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, the 9-11 Memorial and Museum, the Metropolitan Museum of Art, The American Museum of Natural History, Central Park and more. I could tell many stories after reflecting on our trip but one stood out to me. It's a humbling memory yet it continually calls me to be more than I was that day.
How to REALLY Forgive: Part 2
Becoming Little Children
A little boy spent a week with his grandparents who were farmers. Everyday the little boy sat on his grandpa's lap as they drove out on the tractor to work in the fields. The little boy's grandparents told him how much help he had been and that they couldn't wait for him to be with them again. The little boy was so convinced that he had been such an enormous help that he prayed for his grandparents at a church prayer meeting, "Dear God, please help my grandparents with all the work they have to do since I am not there. They need me so badly."