Fly, Little Birds. Fly!

Fly, Little Birds. Fly!

I was a pastor for far too long to have a normal mind. Twenty-six years of coming up with a new sermon each week (two each week for the first seven years) shaped my brain to be constantly on the lookout for illustrations that might engage the congregation and help...
The Cowbird Dilemma

The Cowbird Dilemma

We left the garage door open for the better part of a day – as one does. Normally that results in a few leaves being blown into the garage, but little more. On that day, the open door left adequate time for a Carolina Wren to build a nest in a box of stuff I use when...