Wisdom Podcasts
The Empty Chair
The Empty Chair
For many people, grief at the holidays is an oxymoron. Holidays are supposed to be happy, fun, joyful, overflowing with bonds of love. Grief casts a painful, somber, dark shadow over the holidays, shrouding the happy memories of the past celebrations.
Reclaiming Christmas
Reclaiming Christmas
The tvs, radios, computers, newspapers, magazines—they all shout, “Buy me. Do me. Watch me. Try me. Drink me." Ginger Jurries will share with us, on today’s program, some ideas about how to reclaim Christmas from the book she is writing titled, Reclaiming Christmas.
Visited by an Angel
Visited by an Angel
I was visited by an angel. She didn’t look like the angels I have seen in art books or the ones I’ve seen in Christmas pageants.
Energizing Words
Energizing Words
Charlie Brown asks Lucy, “Do pretty girls know that they are pretty?” Lucy answers, “Only if someone tells them.” How do people know that they are ok? That they are doing a good job? That they are important to you? How will they know: . . .Only if you tell them.
Preserve the Dignity
Preserve the Dignity
What do you see when you are caring for another person? Do you see someone who is a burden, an irritation, an old needy person, or do you look for the strength and beauty of God's image in that person? Do you help, in your method of caregiving, to preserve that person's dignity?
Elvis and Wing-Tip Shoes
Elvis and Wing-Tip Shoes
This is Elvis Evans. I am a former student of yours from way back in the days of 1977-78.
I do not think I ever had an opportunity to thank you. You were instrumental in the successes I have enjoyed in my life. In 1977, I was a lost kid looking for someone to understand me. I wore a hearing aide, which was an anomaly back then. I was also epileptic and wore orthopedic shoes, which back then only came in one style; wing tip.
Caregivers Taking Care of Caregivers
Caregivers Taking Care of Caregivers
Don't overlook the major caregiver. He or she needs some uplifting too! The most difficult time for my wife (Jean) and me was dealing with the two-and-a-half-year losing battle with cancer waged by our nineteen -year-old son, Paul. Within days of the diagnosis, his left leg was amputated two-thirds above the knee, and after metastasis he endured a series of six lung surgeries. My response was to personally appropriate the stories of Jesus' encounters with heartbroken parents: Mark 5:23 became, "My son is at the point of death. Come and lay your hands on him, so that he may be made well, and live."
