Full Steps

For Wilshire Baptist Church

My hair started falling out today. I was told it would, and after taking a half step yesterday at the barber shop, I’ll take a full step tomorrow.

Let me back up a moment and explain that I was recently diagnosed with a tumor in my right sinus and we’re attacking it with chemotherapy, and beginning next week, radiation. The oncologist told me from the start that I would lose my hair, and last Friday he said I would start losing my hair by today. He really knows his stuff, which I’m grateful for. So, with a haircut already on the calendar, I conferred with my stylist and we decided to go very short but still comb-able.

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Look at the Birds

For Wilshire Baptist Church

“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” Matthew 6:26

Yes, look at the birds . . . but what happens when they’re orphaned? 

That was the question we faced last Wednesday night when we stepped outside and found a mother dove lying dead on the porch, no sign of fight or struggle. Inspecting the hanging basket overhead where she had been sitting for days, her nest was empty, but below the nest and down in the fern was a baby bird probably a week old, silent but shivering.

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It’s Always the People

For Wilshire Baptist Church

I only went to Sweet Temptations twice, but both times changed my life. It wasn’t the place; it was the people. It’s always the people.

Sweet Temptations was an intimate cafe and bakery near Skillman and Audelia in Northeast Dallas. It was popular with the Lake Highlands crowd, and while I’ve never lived in Lake Highlands, I heard good things about it from people at Wilshire who lived up that way. So, I was interested in checking it out sometime in 2004 when I was invited to a small lunch there to meet Doug Haney, the man who was to be Wilshire’s new minister of music. I don’t recall if he was prospective or already called at that time, but I was there representing Wilshire’s ushers.

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