Strength for the Journey

For Wilshire Baptist Church

I was out mowing on the morning of July Fourth and looked up to see Orlando, our Cuban refugee neighbor, giving me a thumbs up from across the street. I call him a “refugee” without really knowing his story. I know his daughter came here some years ago, met and married a man from Mexico while they both worked at a large downtown hotel, and eventually brought her parents over. Refugees, immigrants, migrants, legal, illegal — I just don’t know. They’re our neighbors and good neighbors at that, and like many of us home-grown types they are mostly private and keep to themselves.

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Let Freedom Ring

For Wilshire Baptist Church

Sunday in church we sang the hymn, “My Country ’Tis of Thee,” in advance of Independence Day, which lands on Thursday this week. We sing it just once each year at Wilshire, but there is a message in the text that should have some year-round implications.

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A Stitch in Time

For Wilshire Baptist Church

I needed the moment, wanted it badly and practically dreamed about it, and when it finally came I was petrified. But now I’m grateful that it came, and I don’t need that moment again. It was a stitch in time, as the saying goes.

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