Luke

  Luke 1 reminds me of being different.  As a “yankee”, that was raised Catholic, coming to a church in Georgia was a cultural challenge. 

Luke 2 reminds me of living on the wrong side of the tracks.  In every town there is a section where the have-nots live.  The

Luke 3 reminds me of air-conditioning on a hot summer day.  You know it is really humid when your glasses fog up after walking outside. 

Luke 4 reminds me that manipulation comes in many forms.  One of the most powerful provokes an individual’s self-doubt.  For men, that often comes in

Luke 5 is a chapter for tough guys.  I have known rough, calloused men that work in construction and on boats.  Physical work requires grit. 

Luke 6 reminds me of the song about working for the weekend.  We work hard to earn time off, but often find ourselves missing something

Luke 7 reminds me of turning points.  Many of us recall a specific moment when our priorities were suddenly realigned.  Very often change is forced

Luke 8 reminds me of building a campfire.  You must start with kindling and twigs to allow the flames to spread.  Then, by slowly adding

Luke 9 reminds me of giving a credit card to your child for a specific use.  They have access to your purchasing power and could

Luke 10 reminds me of a friend’s recent posting of our 9th grade class yearbook.  Seeing all those young faces was great, but I was