Fierce People

People have been saying it to me for years, “Are you mad? You look mad or upset about something.” Almost always I say, “No, I’m not mad, I just look this way.” But the truth is those who bear the burdens of care for others are often weighed down by that care. We don’t hate the burden. It is the… (more…)

Breaking Beans with Nen

The lady in this picture is my mom’s mom (those two kids are my cousin’s.) We called her Nen; certainly one of the sweetest souls that ever walked the Earth. I sat with Nen on the front porch of her house one hot summer afternoon in that two-seat gliding porch swing you see in the picture. Nen had a big… (more…)

I Shouldn’t Ask… Should I?

I started to pray last night. It jumped right out of my heart, this request of the Father. Before it could bounce off the ceiling, I snagged it out of the air and said to myself, “You cant ask for that.” You see, I’ve prayed for certain things for many years, and for many years God has been silent on… (more…)

Have You Met My Pop

Most people love their dad—I get that. Sometimes they forget to tell you why or they don’t have a chance. My dad is Jonathan Taylor, we call him Pop. The older I get, the more people I meet whose lives have been changed because Pop passed through their sojourn and proclaimed something of his character, the nature of God, the… (more…)

My Other Mom and Dad

People say it so often it’s become cliché—“I’m blessed.” I’ve heard it from athletes, movies stars, casual acquaintances and friends. It’s good to say it and to recognize that God is the source of all good things. However, for myself, I don’t use the phrase often. So as I consider the remarks I’m about to share I don’t say these… (more…)

The Plus Side of Dysfunction

Have you heard people excuse their mis-behavior by saying, “I come from a dysfunctional family.” It’s time to drop that excuse. I’m not a sociologist, but as I see it, dysfunction can either be constructive or destructive. What I am calling destructive dysfunction cripples through all forms of abuse. Its perpetrators and victims are unable, or unwilling, to construct better… (more…)

Call It Like It Is

Why must we protect people from the truth? We are taught that truth can be hurtful and I suppose that is so. But you know what; sometimes those jeans do make them look fat. My son played flag football for several years but they didn’t keep score cause they didn’t want someone to lose. Everyday, people lose. It’s part of… (more…)

Goodbye – Hello

I bought this car from my little brother. He drove it for a while then it experienced some catastrophic mechanical failures and ‘sat up’ in my parents back yard for several months. A time came when I needed a car, so I made a deal with Scott to get it fixed and buy it from him. That was in about… (more…)

Good Vision

Last night, watching T.V. there was a scene in which an older man pleads the case of a group of people to allow them to hold on to life and dignity. His impassioned plea persuades the authorities. Later on the man’s son says, “You did a good thing back there. You didn’t have to, and a lot of people wouldn’t… (more…)

A Sweet Sweet Spirit

On Friday, January 1st, a good friend passed from death to life. Andrea Canady battled leukemia for 23 months. During that time, she prevailed for several months. However, as if summoning reinforcements from hell, the cancer returned with a vengeance. I wish I would have known Andrea better. I’ve worked for her husband Mack twice in my career—when I was… (more…)