Does Heaven Smell Like Brownies?

Or perhaps it’s like jasmine, or the way an orange orchard smells when the trees are blooming.

My son once asked me, “If you bounce a ball in Heaven, will it fall out?” What a great question! He took it for granted that sports are eternal.

Another time, my daughter and I were talking about friends who had recently passed away. “Mommy,” she said, “Heaven is the best place in the world, right?”

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Frogger

Looking to the left, I saw three people walking side by side, and crowds of people trailing behind. Looking to my right, I saw a mom pushing a stroller, with another child on a leashed harness. Behind her there were three more people, and then a gap before the next convoy of travelers.
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To Forgive or Not To Forgive – That is the Question?

Some time ago, our doorbell rang and we opened the door to a familiar yet not so familiar face. Emma, normally upbeat and full of life, was now standing before us with a blank, emotionless face and eyes filled with anguish. Something was dreadfully wrong.

In the next two hours Emma poured out her heart. She had been in a serious relationship that recently ended, leaving her feeling violated and betrayed. The wound was deep. The betrayal had gone public when her boyfriend announced on Facebook that he was now in a relationship with another man. She was devastated. As we showed her God’s perspective on her situation and led her through the protocol for finding peace, the lights began to come on in her eyes and we witnessed an incredible transformation take place in Emma.
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Emergency

I did it again yesterday. I booted up my computer before I did anything else. Before breakfast. Before getting dressed. Before brushing my teeth.

Opening my email inbox came before everything else, including time alone with the Lord.

It’s not that I didn’t want to spend time with Him. It’s that I felt compelled to see if there were any emergencies that needed my attention. Did my kids/mother/friends/church family/ministry/business/volunteer responsibilities need me?
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We Watch ’Em Fly

As a boy, I sat on my granddad’s porch one day and watched a bird pushing her little ones out of the nest. They beat their wings in a struggled frenzy. Then the moment came when they got it. They began to lift and then they were gone.

It occurred to me that the momma bird would be left alone. I asked my granddad what she would do. Looking at me in my endless chatter, he must have considered the relief that bird would know when there weren’t all those little birds crowding the nest anymore. But my granddad said, “Well…she watches ’em fly.”
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