Writings
A preacher happens upon a group of boys who are surrounding a stray dog. Stopping within earshot, he listens to their conversation. Then he enters their circle and inquires as to what is taking place. The boys tell the preacher that they have found this stray and are deciding who, among them, will get to take him home.
Over forty years ago, I declared myself as a candidate for the Methodist ministry. Thirty-three years ago, come June, I received my first Methodist appointment. In those years, I had only two negative thoughts about my denominational affiliation. I thought I would have to move often….and far.
On Thursday evenings at 6:00, Kris and I can be found dancing. More to the point, we can be found taking dancing lessons. After years of deflecting her suggestion by saying, “That’s a great idea, we’ll have to do it sometime,” I surprised her (and myself) by signing us up for four weeks of instruction in ballroom dancing. As of this moment, we’re halfway through. And we’re having a wonderful time.
