Reading Jeremiah chapter 18 today, I couldn’t help but be reminded of my youth. More specifically–the countless hours I spent at “The Potter’s House.” Friday night church was something I rarely missed. In fact, on a few occasions I hopped into the back seat of my dad’s car after an evening shift at the mall and changed out of my uniform, just in time to catch the last part of the service. “The Potter’s House” wasn’t just the largest youth group in Canada at the time, it was also the place to be on a Friday night. A place to fellowship, a place to worship, a place to form long-lasting…

There’s a sound in the air as our waitress makes her way to the patio from the kitchen and back yet again. The gentle rhythm of the screen door is a familiar tune reminiscent of days gone by. I love the feeling of home, and Hecla Island brings me back there every time. The first year we went to Hecla, my sister took us for a drive. “I want to show you something,” She said. We parked our car over on the West side of the island, slipped through one of the walking trails, and stepped onto an empty beach, just in time to watch the setting sun splashing it’s…

Are you ready for the Bible study? This six-week study starts tomorrow. I’ll have all of the details for you then. If you haven’t subscribed yet, make sure you do, so you don’t miss a post. Click here. Click here to get your copy of the Bible study journal from Amazon.com Reading 2 Kings Chapter 5, we’re introduced to Naaman, a commander of the army and a valiant soldier. We don’t see this too often in scripture–a man of his stature plagued with leprosy, and so it was interesting to read this man’s story and his journey through faith. Following the advice of a young servant girl, Naaman packed up…

I got to talking to my son this week about his future. He mentioned how he’s feeling lost. That he’s hit a point in his job where he feels like he’s stuck. Where does he go next? And, will he be able to move forward if and when he has a plan? I think we all have that feeling of uncertainty from time to time. Wondering what we’ll do next. Wondering where God will lead. Wondering how things could possibly change when all we’ve been given are the two hands that we’ve got. Longing to succeed, yet not having the power to do so. And then I open my Bible…