Years ago, I read an article in PSYCHOLOGY TODAY. I don’t remember the author’s name, but I remember the story he told about his mother.
There’s an old story about a little boy who was riding across town on a city bus. He was huddled close to a very well-dressed lady and swinging his legs back and forth out in the aisle like kids will do.
Yesterday, the New Year was but a moment away. We could open the door and peek at all it promised. Today, we have stepped across the threshold and stepped fully into that future we imagined.
I was a very young, brand-new preacher. The members of my first church introduced me to John Wesley’s Covenant Renewal Service.
When Dad was diagnosed with kidney failure, his chances of living were reduced, and the only option was dialysis and perhaps a kidney transplant to give him more time to live