“Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the Lord God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and they hid from the Lord God among the trees of the garden.” (Genesis 3:8) It is one of the saddest sentences in the Bible. They heard the Lord God coming and they hid. Why hide? God was not a stranger. He wasn’t their enemy. This was the One who had stooped in the…
“Slaughterhouse Religion.” That’s what my grandmother called the Old Testament sacrificial system. Grandma Matthes came out of mainline Methodism. She loved Jesus and, later in life, came to a fuller assurance of her salvation. But whenever she tried to read through the Bible, she would get bogged down in Leviticus. She’d arrive at the detailed description of the Old Testament sacrificial system— and that was as far as she could go. It was just too upsetting for her. Grandma had…
Broken Fingers Reflections on how Adoption broke my fingers. Linda Fisher 1/28/2026 The break was necessary, crucial and fought mightily against. I had my passionate dreams. I had my plans. Life all planned out well to the smallest details. I told God my dreams. Large family. Color coordinated. Racially integrated. Raising orphans to reach other countries and cities that were so in need of the touch of GOD to better their lives. To bring the gospel. After child rearing years,…