
I think General McArthur spoke those same words at one time, but since I’m not him, I won’t take away his honor. I’ve been on a hiatus of sorts for the past two weeks. I felt I needed some time off and I did. We’ve had a lot to digest over the past six months or so. Paul was diagnosed with stage 4 prostate cancer, and I had been putting my health on hold until we knew what the next steps would be. I’m happy to report that my yearly physical has indicated that I’m normal – whatever that is. All my numbers look good and apparently my heart is still pumping. There’s good news about Paul as well. He had a cancerous mass right behind his esophagus, which was twice the size it now is – without any treatment. The doctor says there is no clinical explanation for this change, but we know that God is in control. That being said, we continue living in the moment. We will take our short road trips and visit places we’ve never seen, even if they aren’t far away.
Since we are in the beginning of the Lenten season, I thought I’d share a series I wrote a few years ago. I’m using imaginary characters who might have lived during the time of Jesus’ walk here on earth. It depicts what life was like – what people were concerned about – how they made a living and what they were looking forward to in those days. The first leg of the journey starts with part one of “The Messiah is Here.”


















