Ever since the Planet 316 Story Bible arrived at our house, Toddler J has not let it leave her side. We had to read from it right away. In fact, we read most of the Old Testament stories in that one sitting. We continued reading at bedtime.
She loves this new Bible.
The colors are bright and inviting. The Biblical stories are appropriately retold. We had read, and reread, Jacob and Esau, Baby Moses, and Samson. There are over a hundred stories, with hundreds of illustrations.
The present was neatly wrapped
Ribbon red flowing down the side
Elegantly given and kept
A gift of love, grace, and of pride
The act that was so clearly apt.
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Gary Bower is an ordained pastor who has years of experience in ministry with children, teens, and adults. His ministry has developed his ability to communicate to a wide ranging audience. He is the author of sixteen books, including two new board books, God Love the World and God Paints the World.
Both books use rhyme, which is attractive to young ears. The illustrations by Tracy Cottingham are colorful and engaging.
God Paints the World
In this little book, children are introduced to various colors. As well as parts of creation that are that color. For example, when the color red is introduced, we meet a cardinal who likes to eat berries. Cottingham’s illustrations make use of the color in creative ways, making it fun and educational.
you said to eat from
any tree in the garden
just not that one
the one in the middle
the one with the best fruit
but i ate it anyway
and now i’m falling
Today was the Unite the Right rally in Charlottesville, Virginia. I have spent a lot of time in Charlottesville. It is one of my favorite cities in Virginia. I spent three months around campus while doing CPE. When Megan and I lived in different cities the year before we were married, we had date days in Charlottesville. And of course, many fall days spent there for the Virginia Film Festival.
It has been difficult today.
Watching social media and seeing the images coming out of Charlottesville, has been tough. I’ve walked those streets. I’ve been in those buildings. I’ve visited those spaces. And to see the hate, the violence, and the unthinkable happening feels like a heavy burden pressuring down on me.
This is a sermon I preached on Sunday, August 6, 2017 at Ebenezer United Methodist in Suffolk, Virginia. The text I preached on was Genesis 32:22-31, Jacob wrestling with God (or was it) through the night.
The other night, Toddler J was falling asleep. She was getting close, reaching that stage where the eyes roll back, eyelids close, and head hangs loose. Suddenly, her head popped up and said, “Daddy! Potty!”
I asked her, “Did you potty already?” “No!” she answered, “Potty!”
I scooped her up and headed downstairs. Once in the bathroom, we were on auto-pilot. The Minnie Mouse seat positioned just right, and the toddler, sans diaper, set on the Minnie Mouse seat. I was instructed to sit in my customary spot on the floor.
And we waited. . . . . and waited.
We waited until I was sure that this was simply a well orchestrated tactic to keep herself awake. I scooped her up, and got a clean diaper. As soon as her PJs were secured around her waist, the protest began.
“No diaper! Potty! No diaper! Potty!”
I heard the cry of my child, and we returned to the bathroom. Back on the Minnie Mouse seat, within seconds, there was the sound of a faint trickle.
So I ask, who is training who?
source: New York Daily News
quietly in the garden.
unseen. unheard. unknown.
as God breathed the breath of life into adamah,
evil slithered in the shadows.
muscles, skin, and bones walking around
breathing; sighing; crying;
placed in the beauty of the garden.
In the beginning
God spoke and there was
flowers to walk by
stars in the sky
waters that roll
creatures that stroll
the fish of the sea
and you and me.